Why is it that whenever I hear a piece of music I don't like, it's always by Villa Lobos?
Money may kindle, but it cannot by itself, and for very long, burn.
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.
Vivaldi didn't write 400 concertos; he wrote one concerto 400 times.
My childhood was a period of waiting for the moment when I could send everyone and everything connected with it to hell.