Real folk music long ago went to Nashville and left no known survivors.

The human brain can soften as a result of incessant listening to music with an intent to commit prose.

On the subject of wild mushrooms, it is easy to tell who is an expert and who is not: The expert is the one who is still alive.

It might be argued that genuine spontaneity is not really possible or desirable so long as printed scores of great works exist. All modern musicians are, for better or worse, prisoners of Gutenberg.

Next to the writer of real estate advertisements, the autobiographer is the most suspect of prose artists.

The more disastrous the mishaps the simpler the reviewing task.

[Rubinstein was] a fountain from which music spouted, not a recitalist.