Art Is The Most Beautiful Deception Of

Is It Not Our Duty To Find The Symphonic Formula Which Fits Our Time, One Which Progress, Daring And Modern Victory Demand? The Century Of Airplanes Has A Right To Its Own Music.

Anyone Who Calls My Music "impressionist" Is An Imbecile.

The Colour Of My Soul Is Iron-grey And Sad Bats Wheel About The Steeple Of My Dreams.

Listen To No One's Advice Except That Of The Wind In The Trees. That Can Recount The Whole History Of Mankind.

Peter Townsend Music Is The Silence Between The Notes.. So Could It Be Said That Dance Is The Stillness Between The Steps?