Is not beauty in music too often confused with something which lets the ears lie back in an easy chair?

Vagueness is at times an indication of nearness to a perfect truth.

For the man of talent affects to call his transgressions of the laws of sense trivial and to count them nothing considerd with his devotion to his art.

If a composer has a nice wife and some nice children, how can he let the children starve on his dissonances?

One thing I am certain of is that, if I have done anything good in music, it was, first, because of my father, and second, because of my wife

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

In 'thinking up' music I usually have some kind of a brass band with wings on it in back of my mind.