The heart of the melody can never be put down on paper.

Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.

Man has made many machines, complex and cunning, but which of them indeed rivals the workings of his heart?

To retire is to begin to die

The cello is like a beautiful woman who has not grown older, but younger with time, more slender, more supple, more graceful.

Beauty is all about us, but how may are blind! They look at the wonder of this earth and seem to see nothing. People move hectically but give little thought to where they are going. They seek excitement ... as if they were lost and desperate.