Neither A Lofty Degree Of Intelligence Nor

The Music Is Not In The Notes, But In The Silence Between.

People Err Who Think My Art Comes Easily To Me. I Assure You, Dear Friend, Nobody Has Devoted So Much Time And Thought To Compositions As I. There Is Not A Famous Master Whose Music I Have Not Industriously Studied Through Many Times.

Neither Rejoice Nor Lament Prematurely; For Whatever May Happen, All Will Be Well If We Only Have Health; For Happiness Exists--merely In The Imagination.

To Win Applause One Must Write Stuff So Simple That A Coachman Might Sing It.

If Only The Whole World Could Feel The Power Of Harmony.