We can neither put back the clock nor slow down our forward speed, and as we are already flying pilotless, on instrument controls, it is even too late to ask where we are going.
Music must be listened to; it is not enough to hear it. A duck hears also.
To be deprived of art and left alone with philosophy is to be close to Hell.
Sins cannot be undone, only forgiven.
Hurry? I have no time to hurry.
Music is the sole domain in which man realizes the present.