I am the slave of an internal power more powerful than my education.
I have never seen faces, but because I have looked people in the eye, only their gazes.
There is still plenty of good music to be written in C major.
I find above all that the expression, atonal music, is most unfortunate — it is on a par with calling flying the art of not falling, or swimming the art of not drowning.
Rests always sound well.
Music is only understood when one goes away singing it and only loved when one falls asleep with it in one's head, and finds it still there on waking up the next morning.