A sermon is no sermon in which I cannot hear the heartbeat.
Many have genius, but, wanting art, are forever dumb. The two must go together to form the great poet, painter, or sculptor.
Dead he is not, but departed, for the artist never dies.
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
Music is the language spoken by angels.
Ripe in wisdom was he, but patient, and simple, and childlike.