The Heart Of The Melody Can Never

For The Past Eighty Years I Have Started Each Day In The Same Manner... I Go To The Piano, And I Play Preludes And Fugues Of Bach... It Is A Sort Of Benediction On The House.

Music Must Serve A Purpose; It Must Be A Part Of Something Larger Than Itself, A Part Of Humanity.

As Long As One Can Admire And Love, Then One Is Young Forever.

For Me, Bach Is Like Shakespeare. He Has Known All And Felt All. He Is Everything.

Every Wrong Seems Possible Today, And Is Accepted. I Don't Accept It.