There Is No Theory. You

The Sound Of The Sea, The Curve Of A Horizon, Wind In Leaves, The Cry Of A Bird Leave Manifold Impression In Us. And Suddenly, Without Our Wishing It At All, One Of These Memories Spills From Us And Finds Expression In Musical Language...i Want To Sing My Interior Landscape With The Simple Artlessness Of A Child.

Peter Townsend Music Is The Silence Between The Notes.. So Could It Be Said That Dance Is The Stillness Between The Steps?

The Trouble With The Opera Is There's Always To Much Singing.

If We Look At The Works Of Js Bach ... On Each Page We Discover Things Which We Thought Were Born Only Yesterday, From Delightful Arabesques To An Overflowing Of Religious Feeling Greater Than Anything We Have Since Discovered.

Music Begins Where Words Are Powerless To Express. Music Is Made For The Inexpressible. I Want Music To Seem To Rise From The Shadows And Indeed Sometimes To Return To Them.