Music Is In The Space Between The

The Trouble With The Opera Is There's Always To Much Singing.

I Wish To Sing Of My Interior Visions With The Naive Candour Of A Child.

Beauty Must Appeal To The Senses, Must Provide Us With Immediate Enjoyment, Must Impress Us Or Insinuate Itself Into Us Without Any Effort On Our Part.

Music Is The Arithmetic Of Sounds As Optics Is The Geometry Of Light.

But Music, Don't You Know, Is A Dream From Which The Veils Have Been Lifted. It's Not Even The Expression Of A Feeling, It's The Feeling Itself.