It's Not That Music Is Too Imprecise

These, Too, Seem To Me So Ambiguous, So Vague, So Easily Misunderstood In Comparison To Genuine Music, Which Fills The Soul With A Thousand Things Better Than Words.

The Essence Of Beauty Is Unity In Variety.

The Trombone Is Too Sacred For Frequent Use.

Such A Divine Profession Is Art! When Everything Else Looks So Stale And Disgustingly Vacuous, So Enthralls Even The Littlest Real Effort Of Art Our Innermost And Carries Us From Town, From Country, From Earth, As That It Must Be Truely A Blessing Of The Gods.

People Usually Complain That Music Is So Ambiguous, And What They Are Supposed To Think When They Hear It Is So Unclear, While Words Are Understood By Everyone. But For Me It Is Exactly The Opposite...what The Music I Love Expresses To Me Are Thoughts Not To Indefinite For Words, But Rather Too Definite.