The Most Perfect Technique Is That Which

For Me, Bach Is Like Shakespeare. He Has Known All And Felt All. He Is Everything.

You Do Not Lose Your Value Or Preciousness When You Grow To Be A Adult. You Are Still That Miraculous Creation. You Must Work, We Must All Work, To Make The World Worthy Of Its Children.

I Used To Think That Eighty Was A Very Old Age. Now I Am Ninety. I Do Not Think This Any More. As Long As You Are Able To Admire And To Love, You Are Young.

The Art Of Not Playing In Tempo--one Has To Learn It. And The Art Of Not Playing What Is Written On The Printed Paper.

The Answer To Helplessness Is Not So Very Complicated.