The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That read more

The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That filters through the forest, or the gush
That swells and sinks amid the branches high,--
'Tis all the music of the wind, and we
Let fancy float on the aeolian breath.

We consider that any man who can fiddle all through one of those Virginia Reels without losing his grip, may read more

We consider that any man who can fiddle all through one of those Virginia Reels without losing his grip, may be depended upon in any kind of musical emergency.

Why waste money on psychotherapy when you can listen to the B Minor Mass?

Why waste money on psychotherapy when you can listen to the B Minor Mass?

The songs are inspired by my experiences. Sometimes they are more than my real-life and, conversely, my life is more read more

The songs are inspired by my experiences. Sometimes they are more than my real-life and, conversely, my life is more than just my songs.

I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours. But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to read more

I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours. But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to all of us, in all times and in all places. Music is the only means whereby we feel these emotions in their universality.

The world\'s most famous and popular language is music.

The world\'s most famous and popular language is music.

Music exalts each joy, allays each grief,
Expels diseases, softens every pain,
Subdues the rage of poison, read more

Music exalts each joy, allays each grief,
Expels diseases, softens every pain,
Subdues the rage of poison, and the plague.

Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice.

Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice.

I remember being handed a score composed by Mozart at the age of eleven. What could I say? I felt read more

I remember being handed a score composed by Mozart at the age of eleven. What could I say? I felt like de Kooning, who was asked to comment on a certain abstract painting, and answered in the negative. He was then told it was the work of a celebrated monkey. 'That's different. For a monkey, it's terrific.'