...we Can All Shut-up And Go Back

The Second Fiddle. I Can Get Plenty Of First Violinists, But To Find Someone Who Can Play The Second Fiddle With Enthusiasm

When The Study Of The Arts Leads To The Adoration Of The Formula (heaven Forbid), We Shall Be Lost.

Music Can Name The Unnameable And Communicate The Unknowable.

Music, Of All The Arts, Stands In A Special Region, Unlit By Any Star But Its Own, And Utterly Without Meaning ... Except Its Own.

The Gift Of Imagination Is By No Means An Exclusive Property Of The Artist; It Is A Gift We All Share; To Some Degree Or Other All Of Us, All Of You, Are Endowed With The Powers Of Fantasy.