This Is Not A Brook

It Is The Power Of Music To Carry One Directly Into The Mental State Of The Composer.

I Will Seize Fate By The Throat; It Shall Certainly Never Wholly Overcome Me.

Music Is A Higher Revelation Than All Wisdom And Philosophy.

In Whatsoever Manner It Be, Let Me Turn To God And Become Fruitful In Good Works. Nothing Higher Exists Than To Approach God More Than Other People And From That To Extend His Glory Among Humanity.i Will Place All My Confidence In Your Eternal Goodness, O God! My Soul Shall Rejoice In Thee, Immutable Being. Be My Rock, My Light, Forever My Trust.

The Real Artist Has No Pride. Unfortunately He Sees That His Art Has No Limits. He Feels Obscurely How Far He Is From The Goal. While He Is Perhaps Being Admired By Others, He Mourns The Fact That He Has Not Yet Reached The Point To Which His Better Genius, Like A Distant Sun, Ever Beckons To Him.