I Hate You, Richard Wagner

Life Without Music Is Meaningless, Music Without Life Is Academic.

When The Thunder Rumbles, Now The Age Of Gold Is Dead. When The Dreams We've Clung To Trying To Stay Young, Have Left Us Parched And Old Instead. When My Courage Crumbles, When I Feel Confused And Frail, When My Spirit Falters On Decaying Altars And My Illusions Fail -- I Go On Right Then. I Go On Again. I Go On To Say I Will Celebrate Another Day. I Go On. If Tomorrow Tumbles And Everything I Love Is Gone, I Will Face Regret All My Days, And Yet I Will Still Go On.

The Gift Of Imagination Is By No Means An Exclusive Property Of The Artist; It Is A Gift We All Share; To Some Degree Or Other All Of Us, All Of You, Are Endowed With The Powers Of Fantasy.

I'm Not Interested In Having An Orchestra Sound Like Itself. I Want It To Sound Like The Composer.

I'm No Longer Quite Sure What The Question Is, But I Do Know That The Answer Is Yes.