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The Musical Emotion Springs Precisely From The Fact That At Each Moment The Composer Withholds Or Adds More Or Less Than The Listener Anticipates On The Basis Of A Pattern That He Thinks He Can Guess, But That He Is Incapable Of Wholly Divining. . . .

No Contact With Savage Indian Tribes Has Ever Daunted Me More Than The Morning I Spent With An Old Lady Swathed In Woolies Who Compared Herself To A Rotten Herring Encased In A Block Of Ice.

Since Music Is The Only Language With The Contradictory Attributes Of Being Intelligible And Untranslatable, The Musical Creator Is A Being Comparable To The Gods, And Music Itself The Supreme Mystery Of The Science Of Man.

The Scientist Is Not A Person Who Gives The Right Answers, He Is One Who Asks The Right Questions.

Freedom Is Neither A Legal Invention Nor A Philosophical Conquest, The Cherished Possession Of Civilizations More Valid Than Others Because They Alone Have Been Able To Create Or Preserve It. It Is The Outcome Of An Objective Relationship Between The Individual And The Space He Occupies, Between The Consumer And The Resources At His Disposal.