Time Is A Great Teacher, But Unfortunately

Music And Love Are The Wings Of The Soul.

At Least I Have The Modesty To Admit That Lack Of Modesty Is One Of My Failings.

Bach Is Bach Just As God Is God.

In My Opinion, The Trombone Is The True Head Of The Family Of Wind Instruments, Which I Have Named The 'epic' One. It Possesses Nobility And Grandeur To The Highest Degree; It Has All The Serious And Powerful Tones Of Sublime Musical Poetry, From Religious, Calm And Imposing Accents To Savage, Orgiastic Outburst. Directed By The Will Of The Master, The Trombones Can Chant Like A Choir Of Priests, Threaten, Utter Gloomy Sighs, A Mournful Lament, Or A Bright Hymn Of Glory; They Can Break Forth Into Awe-inspiring Cries And Awaken The Dead Or Doom The Living With Their Fearful Voices.

Love Cannot Express The Idea Of Music, While Music May Give An Idea Of Love