When You Play, Do Not

Nature Best Teaches How To Pray, And How To Reverence All The Gifts The Almighty Has Given Us. She Is Like A Vast Outspread Handkerchief, Embroidered With God's Eternal Name, On Which We May Dry Alike Our Tears Of Sorrow And Of Joy; She Turns Weeping Into Ecstasy, And Fills Our Hearts With Speechless, Quiet Reverence And Resignation.

For Me, Music Is Always The Language Which Permits One To Converse With The Beyond.

My Heart Pounds Sickeningly And I Turn Pale... I Often Feel As If I Were Dead... I Seem To Be Losing My Mind.

"we Liked It" Or "i Didn't Like It" People Say. As If It Were Nothing Higher Than To Please The People!

When You Play, Do Not Trouble Yourself As To Who Is Listening. Yet Always Play As Though A Master Listened To You.