The muse doesn't come without being called.

Mozart is the highest, the culminating point that beauty has attained in the sphere of music.

If that condition of mind and soul, which we call inspiration, lasted long without intermission, no artist could survive it. The strings would break and the instrument be shattered into fragments.

Only music clarifies, reconciles, and consoles. But it is not a straw just barely clutched at. It is a faithful friend, protector, and comforter, and for its sake alone, life in this world is worth living. Who knows, perhaps in heaven there will be no music. So let us live on the earth while we still have life!

The creative process is like music which takes root with extraordinary force and rapidity

Music possesses much richer means of expression and it is a more subtle medium for translating the 1000 shifting moments of the feelings of the soul.

Even in the works of the greatest master, the organic sequence can fail and then a skillful join must be made.