When I'm in my normal mood, music drips from my fingers.

I frequently hear music in the very heart of noise.

True music must repeat the thought and inspirations of the people and the time.

A song without music is a lot like H2 without the O.

Music is energy. A mood, atmosphere. Feeling.

If, while at the piano, you attempt to form little melodies, that is very well; but if they come into your mind of themselves, when you are not practising, you may be still more pleased; for the internal organ of music is then roused in you. The fingers must do what the head desires; not the contrary.