As Long As One Can Admire And

For Twelve Years I Studied And Worked At Them Every Day, And I Was Nearly 25 Before I Had The Courage To Play One Of Them In Public. Before I Did, No Violinist Or Cellist Had Ever Played A Suite In Its Entirety.

I Do Not Think A Day Passes In My Life In Which I Fail To Look With Fresh Amazement At The Miracle Of Nature.

The Only Weapons I Ever Had Were My Cello And My Baton.

Real Understanding Does Not Come From What We Learn In Books; It Comes From What We Learn From Love Of Nature, Of Music, Of Man. For Only What Is Learned In That Way Is Truly Understood.

As Long As One Can Admire And Love, Then One Is Young Forever.