We Are Not Free To Walk On

The Child Must Know That He Is A Miracle, That Since The Beginning Of The World There Hasn't Been, And Until The End Of The World There Will Not Be, Another Child Like Him.

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.

Yes, It Is True. I Am A Miracle. I Am A Miracle Like A Tree Is A Miracle, Like A Flower Is A Miracle. Now, If I Am A Miracle, Can I Do A Bad Thing? I Can't, Because I Am A Miracle, I Am A Miracle. . . .

I Was At Mount Tamalpais Near San Francisco Hiking When A Boulder Came Hurling Down The Mountainside And Smashed My Left Hand. When I Looked At My Mangled Bloody Fingers, I Had A Strange Reaction. 'thank God I Will Never Have To Play Again,' I Said. The Fact Is That Dedication To One's Art Does Involve A Sort Of Enslavement.