If A Composer Suffers From Loss Of

Demagoguery Enters At The Moment When, For Want Of A Common Denominator, The Principle Of Equality Degenerates Into The Principle Of Identity.

All Grown-ups Were Once Children... But Only Few Of Them Remember It.

Using An Artful Tool Does Not Make One A Dry Technician. It Seems To Me That People That Are Anxious About Our Technical Advancement, Confuse Means And Ends. Naturally A Person That Only Works For Material Gain Will Not Harvest Something That Is Worth Living For. But The Machine Is Not An End In Itself. The Airplane Is Not An End. It Is A Tool. Just Like The Plough.

The Time For Action Is Now. It's Never Too Late To Do Something.

Surely A Man Needs A Closed Place Wherein He May Strike Root And, Like The Seed, Become. But Also He Needs The Great Milky Way Above Him And The Vast Sea Spaces, Though Neither Stars Nor Ocean Serve His Daily Needs.