Ah, That Tastes Nice. Thank You.

If We Cannot Write With The Beauty Of Mozart, Let Us At Least Try To Write With His Purity.

Never Criticize The Composition Of A Royal Highness. You Never Know Who May Have Written It.

It Is Not Hard To Compose But It Is Wonderfully Hard To Let The Superfluous Notes Fall Under The Table. . . So Many Melodies Fly About, One Must Be Careful Not To Tread On Them.

In Him Converge All Previous Streams Of Tendency, Not As Into A Pool, Stagnant, Passive, Motionless, But As A Noble River That Received Its Tributary Waters And Bearss Them Onward In Larger And Statelier Volume.

Those Who Enjoy Their Own Emotionally Bad Health And Who Habitually Fill Their Own Minds With The Rank Poisons Of Suspicion, Jealousy And Hatred, As A Rule Take Umbrage At Those Who Refuse To Do Likewise, And They Find A Perverted Relief In Trying To Denigrate Them.