Destiny Smiles Upon Me But Without Making

We All Return. It Is This Certainty That Gives Meaning To Life And It Does Not Make The Slightest Difference Whether Or Not In A Later Incarnation We Remember The Former Life. What Counts Is Not The Individual And His Comfort, But The Great Aspiration To The Perfect And The Pure Which Goes On In Each Incarnation.

If A Composer Could Say What He Had To Say In Words He Would Not Bother Trying To Say It In Music.

The Call Of Love Sounds Very Hollow Among These Immobile Rocks.

Only When I Experience Do I Compose - Only When I Compose Do I Experience.

To Judge A Composer's Work, One Must Consider It As A Whole.