All melodious poets shall be hoarse as street ballads, when once the penetrating keynote of nature and spirit is sounded-the earth-beat, sea-beat, heart-beat, which make the tune to which the sun rolls, and the globule of blood and the sap of the trees.

If a poet knows more about a horse than he does about heaven, he might better stick to the horse, and some day the horse may carry him into heaven.

It is conceivable that what is unified form to the author or composer may of necessity be formless to his audience.

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

Most of the forward movements of life in general ... have been the work of essentially religiously-minded people.

The possibilities of percussion sounds, I believe, have never been fully realized

All melodious poets shall be hoarse as street ballads, when once the penetrating keynote of nature and spirit is sounded-the earth-beat, sea-beat, heart-beat, which make the tune to which the sun rolls, and the globule of blood and the sap of the trees.