It Is Hard To Think Of Another

Life Without Music Is Unthinkable. Life Without Music Is Academic. That Is Why My Contact With Music Is A Total Embrace.

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.

Music, Of All The Arts, Stands In A Special Region, Unlit By Any Star But Its Own, And Utterly Without Meaning ... Except Its Own.

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

Conducting Is Like Making Love To A Hundred People At The Same Time.