Thus the feeling I sometimes have - which all of us who work closely with aphasiacs have - that one cannot lie to an aphasiac. He cannot grasp your words, and cannot be deceived by them; but what he grasps he grasps with infallible precision, namely the expression that goes with the words, the total, spontaneous, involuntary expressiveness which can never be simulated or faked, as words alone can, too easily.

I think there is no culture in which music is not very important and central. That's why I think of us as a sort of musical species.

Scheele, it was said, never forgot anything if it had to do with chemistry. He never forgot the look, the feel, the smell of a substance, or the way it was transformed in chemical reactions, never forgot anything he read, or was told, about the phenomena of chemistry. He seemed indifferent, or inattentive, to most things else, being wholly dedicated to his single passion, chemistry. It was this pure and passionate absorption in phenomena-noticing everything, forgetting nothing-that constituted Scheele's special strength.

I rejoice when I meet gifted young people... I feel the future is in good hands.

Music evokes emotion and emotion can bring it's memory.

The past which is not recoverable in any other way is embedded, as if in amber, in the music, and people can regain a sense of identity.

I often feel that life is about to begin, only to realize it is almost over.