Music is on a higher plane than everything else in this world.
For an instant God opens his door and His orchestra plays the Fifth Symphony.
No statue has ever been put up to a critic.
No one ever erected a statue of a critic.
I often conduct an orchestra in my sleep; my orchestras are so huge that the back desks of the violas vanish into the horizon. And everything is so wonderful.
Music is, for me, like a beautiful mosaic which God has put together. He takes all the pieces in his hand, throws them into the world, and we have to recreate the picture from the pieces.