We cannot appreciate the art of any age without first acquiring an equivalent of the experience it depicts.

The reason why research is like sculpting from memory is that in neither is there a concrete visible subject to copy directly. The subject - as sculptors themselves are fond of saying - is hidden in the block of material.

In a large university, there are as many deans and executive heads as there are schools and departments. Their relations to one another are intricate and periodic; in fact, "galaxy" is too loose a term: it is a planetarium of deans with the President of the University as a central sun. One can see eclipses, inner systems, and oppositions.

If civilization has risen from the Stone Age, it can rise again from the Wastepaper Age.

Music is intended and designed for sentient beings that have hopes and purposes and emotions.

One great aim of revision is to cut out. In the exuberance of composition it is natural to throw in - as one does in speaking - a number of small words that add nothing to meaning but keep up the flow and rhythm of thought. In writing, not only does this surplusage not add to meaning, it subtracts from it. Read and revise, reread and revise, keeping reading and revising until your text seems adequate to your thought.

[T]hat is the triumph of history - truth absolute is not at hand; the original with which to match the copy does not exist.