How Much Has To Be Explored And

The Century Of Airplanes Has A Right To Its Own Music.

The Colour Of My Soul Is Iron-grey And Sad Bats Wheel About The Steeple Of My Dreams.

If We Look At The Works Of Js Bach ... On Each Page We Discover Things Which We Thought Were Born Only Yesterday, From Delightful Arabesques To An Overflowing Of Religious Feeling Greater Than Anything We Have Since Discovered.

Music Is The Space Between The Notes.

The Age Of Automobiles And Aeroplanes Cannot Express Itself In The Same Manner As Did The Age Of The Diligence.