We Ought To Think That We Are

Thank God, I'll Never Have To Play The Cello Again.

The Miracle Of Bach Has Not Appeared In Any Other Art. To Strip Human Nature Until Its Divine Attributes Are Made Clear, To Inform Ordinary Activities With Spiritual Fervour, To Give Wings Of Eternity To That Which Is Most Ephemeral; To Make Divine Things Human And Human Things Divine; Such Is Bach, The Greatest And Purest Moment In Music Of All Time.

If You Play Bach Every Day, You Are Not So Alone.

One Should Be Able To Say To Our Children: You Are A Marvel! You Are Unique. In All The World, There Is No Other Child Exactly Like You. In The Millions Of Years That Have Passed, There Has Never Been Another Child Like You! ... And When You Grow Up, Can You Harm Another Who Is, Like You, A Marvel?

Throughout My Career, Nervousness And Stage-fright Have Never Left Me Before Playing. And Each Of The Thousands Of Concerts I Have Played At, I Feel As Bad As I Did The Very First Time.