ext to the Word of God, the noble art of music is the greatest treasure in the world.

ext to the Word of God, the noble art of music is the greatest treasure in the world.

Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song?

Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song?

There are two golden rules for an orchestra: start together and finish together. The public doesn't give a damn what read more

There are two golden rules for an orchestra: start together and finish together. The public doesn't give a damn what goes on in between.

To talk to someone who does not listen is enough to tense the devil. - Talking to Myself.

To talk to someone who does not listen is enough to tense the devil. - Talking to Myself.

Sounds like the blues are composed of feeling, finesse, and fear.

Sounds like the blues are composed of feeling, finesse, and fear.

The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That read more

The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That filters through the forest, or the gush
That swells and sinks amid the branches high,--
'Tis all the music of the wind, and we
Let fancy float on the aeolian breath.

Practice does not make perfect. Only perfect practice makes perfect.

Practice does not make perfect. Only perfect practice makes perfect.

Today, music heralds... the establishment of a society of repetition in which nothing will happen anymore.

Today, music heralds... the establishment of a society of repetition in which nothing will happen anymore.

There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's read more

There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.