Only at this black college did the students talk of Bird and Ornette Coleman, and especially of Coltrane.
Always looking, Coltrane always tried to be ready for the unexpected revelation, “that feeling.”
“It took that long to get it all in,” said Coltrane, and Miles accepted the logic of the answer.
But, like a traditional shaman, Coltrane clearly believed that the drums served as a springboard to a higher order of engagement.
I don't think Coltrane spoke of society or political theory.
Coltrane was pleased to see that his companion was yielding to the spell of the hills and woods.
Coltrane brought a pitcher of the cool water, and held it for him to drink.
Coltrane left him in his mood, relying upon the influence of changed surroundings to restore his equilibrium.
He toppled so slowly to the left that Coltrane had time to urge his horse to that side, and catch him with one arm.
Goree reached out one hand and groped until it rested upon Coltrane's fingers, which held his bridle.