There are only two things worth aiming for, good music and a clean conscience.
People who make music together cannot be enemies, at least while the music lasts.
My God, how can anyone ever be a master of music?
Music, as long as it exists, will always take its departure from the major triad and return to it. The musician cannot escape it any more than the painter his primary colors or the architect his three dimensions.
Music is meaningless noise unless it touches a receiving mind.
The reactions music evokes are not feelings, but they are the images, memories of feelings.