If a man tells me he likes Mozart, I know in advance that he is a bad musician.
Music is an outburst of the soul.
There is only one real happiness in life, and that is the happiness of creating.
You can’t teach a young musician to compose any more than you can teach a delicate plant to grow, but you can guide him a little by planting a stick in here and a stick in there.
To all that he touched he gave a new meaning, a new color, a new outline, a new loveliness, and a new poignancy.