You Cannot Set Art Off In A

I Don't Write Music For Sissy Ears.

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?

Vagueness Is At Times An Indication Of Nearness To A Perfect Truth.

In Some Century To Come, When The School Children Will Whistle Popular Tunes In Quarter-tones--when The Diatonic Scale Will Be As Obsolete As The Pentatonic Is Now--perhaps Then These Borderland Experiences May Be Both Easily Expressed And Readily Recognized. But Maybe Music Was Not Intended To Satisfy The Curious Definiteness Of Man. Maybe It Is Better To Hope That Music May Always Be Transcendental Language In The Most Extravagant Sense

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