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By The Time I Was 9, I Had The Conviction That Everybody In The World Was An Artist Except Plumbers Or People Who Delivered Groceries.

The Piano Is The Social Instrument Par Excellence... Drawing-room Furniture, A Sign Of Bourgeois Prosperity, The Most Massive Of The Devices By Which The Young Are Tortured In The Name Of Education And The Grown-up In The Name Of Entertainment.

The Educated Man Had Throughout The Ages Found A Way To Covert Passionate Activity Into Silent And Motionless Pleasure. He Can Sit Still In A Room And Not Perish.

The History Of Creation Is But A Succession Of Battles Between Amateurs Of Genius-inspired Heretics- And Orthodox Professionals.

The Greatest Artists Have Never Been Men Of Taste. By Never Sophisticating Their Instincts They Have Never Lost The Awareness Of The Great Simplicities, Which They Relish Both From Appetite And From The Challenge These Offer To Skill In Competition With Popular Art.