The Trombone Is Too Sacred For Frequent

Such A Divine Profession Is Art! When Everything Else Looks So Stale And Disgustingly Vacuous, So Enthralls Even The Littlest Real Effort Of Art Our Innermost And Carries Us From Town, From Country, From Earth, As That It Must Be Truely A Blessing Of The Gods.

I Dislike Nothing More Than Finding Fault With A Man's Nature Or Talent; It Only Depresses And Worries And Does No Good; One Cannot Add A Cubit To One's Stature, All Striving And Struggling Are Useless There, So One Has To Be Silent About It, And Let The Responsibility Rest With God.

The Essence Of Beauty Is Unity In Variety.

It's Not That Music Is Too Imprecise For Words, But Too Precise.

Pray To God That He Might Create Is Us A Clean Heart And Renew A Right Spirit Within Us.