Mozart's Music Is Constantly Escaping From Its

Any Great Art Work … Revives And Readapts Time And Space, And The Measure Of Its Success Is The Extent To Which It Makes You An Inhabitant Of That World - The Extent To Which It Invites You In And Lets You Breathe Its Strange, Special Air.

Music, Because Of Its Specific And Far-reaching Metaphorical Powers, Can Name The Unnamable And Communicate The Unknowable.

It Would Be Nice To Hear Someone Accidentally Whistle Something Of Mine, Somewhere, Just Once.

It Is The Artists Of The World, The Feelers And The Thinkers Who Will Ultimately Save Us; Who Can Articulate, Educate, Defy, Insist, Sing And Shout The Big Dreams.

What [louis Armstrong] Does Is Real, And True, And Honest, And Simple, And Even Noble. Every Time This Man Puts His Trumpet To His Lips, Even If Only To Practice Three Notes, He Does It With His Whole Soul.