The Most Perfect Technique Is That Which

Don't Play The Notes. Play The Meaning Of The Notes.

To Live Is Not Enough; We Must Take Part.

The Only Weapons I Ever Had Were My Cello And My Baton.

Of Course, I Continue To Play And To Practice. I Think I Would Do So If I Lived For Another Hundred Years.

I Do Not Think A Day Passes In My Life In Which I Fail To Look With Fresh Amazement At The Miracle Of Nature.