There is a lovable quality about the actual tools. One feels so kindly to the thing that enables the hand to obey the brain. Moreover, one feels a good deal of respect for it; without it the brain and the hand would be helpless.
“Every song is like a kid. How can you have that many kids and have a favorite? Which one do I like to hang most with?”
“I made the tenor sax - there's nobody plays like me and I don't play like anybody else.”