Quotes About Spontaneity

Inspiration always arrives unannounced.

Adventure, my dear, is as much a state of mind as anything else. One can travel the world and never find the excitement to be found within arm's reach. Remain true to yourself, but understand happiness may not always be found in the plans we have laid out for ourselves, but rather in the unforeseen turns life takes us. Do not close your mind, or your heart, to the unexpected twists of life. It is those unexpected paths that could well lead to the greatest adventures of all.

There is one habit one should not grow out of -that is Being A Child at Heart .

The beauty of the band was you never knew what was going to come out next.

As any jazz musician knows, it takes flexibility and adaptability for improvisation to create beauty.

... what is there over which the incomparable beauty of childhood would not triumph?

Jazz is a very democratic musical form. It comes out of a communal experience. We take our respective instruments and collectively create a thing of beauty.

I try not to make plans. Because, even the best laid plans etc. etc.

Sometimes the best things are the ones that aren't planned, the decisions made while living in the moment.

The moment you think of a joke is the best moment.

When I turned 18, I skipped my party to take my girlfriend on a road trip. It turned out to be an amazing birthday.

Inspiration is very nice when you get it. It's like being given a present you weren't expecting. You don't hand the present back and say, 'My birthday's not till November.' You take it and run.

No matter what, expect the unexpected. And whenever possible BE the unexpected.

Don't spend your time or money on being boring.

Only a biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.

I like to sing in the car with the windows rolled down and hair blowing all over my face.

All the times being like, 'Who rented this car and why are we going to this place?' You take the easy route and go, 'Oh, thanks for the champagne. I'll have another.

I don't see why a poem couldn't be spoken out a car window or written on the beach at low tide. In fact, I'm sure people are doing it.

Everything I needed was in my car, even the chickens

There are chance meetings with strangers that interest us from the first moment, before a word is spoken.

Chance and chance alone has a message for us. Everything that occurs out of necessity, everything expected, repeated day in and day out, is mute. Only chance can speak to us.

He enjoyed himself in Salford because, given half a chance, he enjoyed himself anywhere.

Where do they come from, thoughts? Like wrens, out of the sky. They arrive. Noisy, hungry, perfectly themselves.

Hey, Amy, did you ever want to, like, get on the conveyor belt and see what happened? Like,'Hey don't mind me, I'm just hanging with cargo'?