Music is edifying, for from time to time it sets the soul in operation.

Music is well said to be the speech of angels; in fact, nothing among the utterances allowed to man is felt to be so divine. It brings us near to the Infinite.

Music has charms to soothe a savage breast-but not the unmusical one.

Music with dinner is an insult both to the cook and violinist.

Music has charms to soothe a savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.

Music is composed for people. People are not assembled merely to observe a musical ritual. Rut a conductor rules otherwise. So the audience behaves like the well-trained flunky that it is in the interpreter's presence.

We constantly hear about the necessity of an open mind in listening to new music. Does it occur to many that an open mind is also a necessity with old music?

Music was invented to confirm human loneliness.

Music takes us out of the actual and whispers to us dim secrets that startle our wonder as to who we are, and for what, whence, and whereto.

A nation creates music-the composer only arranges it.