Cute little babies that fall out of swings - These are a few of my favorite things.

Cute little babies that fall out of swings - These are a few of my favorite things.

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.

A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.

A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.

When people hear good music, it makes them homesick for something they never had, and never will have.

When people hear good music, it makes them homesick for something they never had, and never will have.

That rich celestial music thrilled the air
From hosts on hosts shining ones, who thronged
Eastward and read more

That rich celestial music thrilled the air
From hosts on hosts shining ones, who thronged
Eastward and westward, making bright the night.

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.

Gayly the troubadour
Touched his guitar.

Gayly the troubadour
Touched his guitar.

Musical people always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be perfectly read more

Musical people always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be perfectly deaf.

The key to the mystery of a great artist is that for reasons unknown, he will give away his energies read more

The key to the mystery of a great artist is that for reasons unknown, he will give away his energies and his life just to make sure that one note follows another . . . and leaves us with the feeling that something is right in the world.