If A Poet Knows More About A

A Song Has A Few Rights The Same As Ordinary Citizens... If It Happens To Feel Like Flying Where Humans Cannot Fly... To Scale Mountains That Are Not There, Who Shall Stop It?

The Fabric Of Existence Weaves Itself Whole.

An Apparent Confusion, If Lived With Long Enough, May Become Orderly . . . A Rare Experience Of A Moment At Daybreak, When Something In Nature Seems To Reveal All Consciousness, Cannot Be Explained At Noon. Yet It Is Part Of The Day's Unity

The Future Of Music May Not Lie Entirely In Music Itself, But Rather In The Way It Encourages And Extends, Rather Than Limits The Aspirations And Ideals Of The People, In The Way It Makes Itself A Part With The Finer Things That Humanity Does And Dreams Of.

One Thing I Am Certain Of Is That, If I Have Done Anything Good In Music, It Was, First, Because Of My Father, And Second, Because Of My Wife