Music Is Meaningless Noise Unless

There Are Only Twelve Tones And They Need To Be Treated Carefully.

People Who Make Music Together Cannot Be Enemies, At Least While The Music Lasts.

Your Task It Is, Amid Confusion, Rush, And Noise, To Grasp The Lasting, Calm And Meaningful, And Finding It Anew, To Hold And Treasure It.

The Reactions Music Evokes Are Not Feelings, But They Are The Images, Memories Of Feelings.

My God, How Can Anyone Ever Be A Master Of Music?