I Was A Crazy Young Man Who

Beauty And Fullness Of Tone Can Be Achieved By Having The Whole Orchestra Play With High Clarinets And A Carefully Selected Number Of Piccolos.

We All Return. It Is This Certainty That Gives Meaning To Life And It Does Not Make The Slightest Difference Whether Or Not In A Later Incarnation We Remember The Former Life. What Counts Is Not The Individual And His Comfort, But The Great Aspiration To The Perfect And The Pure Which Goes On In Each Incarnation.

A True Personality . . . Is Like A Robust Organism That, With Unconscious Sureness, Seeks Out And Digests The Nourishment Appropriate To It And Vigorously Rejects That Which Is Unsuitable.

Tradition Is Not The Worship Of Ashes, But The Preservation Of Fire.

The Longer You Live And The More You Learn, The More Clearly You Will Feel The Difference Between The Few Men Who Are Truly Great And The Mere Virtuosi.