To Live Is Not Enough; We Must

We Are Not Free To Walk On Our Neighbor's Toes.

Each Second We Live Is A New And Unique Moment Of The Universe; A Moment That Never Was Before And Never Will Be Again.

When We Play An Unaccompanied Bach Suite We May Compare Ourselves To An Actor In Shakespeare's Day, Creating Scenery Which Did Not Exist At All, Through The Power Of Declamation And Suggestion. So In Bach. There Is But One Voice -- And Many Voices Have To Be Suggested.

The Art Of Interpretation Is Not To Play What Is Written.

The Miracle Of Bach Has Not Appeared In Any Other Art. To Strip Human Nature Until Its Divine Attributes Are Made Clear, To Inform Ordinary Activities With Spiritual Fervour, To Give Wings Of Eternity To That Which Is Most Ephemeral; To Make Divine Things Human And Human Things Divine; Such Is Bach, The Greatest And Purest Moment In Music Of All Time.