The guitar is an orchestra in itself.
Applaud my friends, the comedy is over... [on his death bed]
Tones sound, and roar and storm about me until I have set them down in notes.
Do you think I give a damn about your and your pathetic violin?
What is to reach the heart must come from above; if it does not come from thence, it will be nothing but notes, body without spirit.
To play without passion is inexcusable!