Mozart's music is constantly escaping from its frame, because it cannot be contained in it.

Music can name the unnameable and communicate the unknowable.

To achieve great things, two things are needed; a plan, and not quite enough time.

This will be our reply to violence: to make music more intensely, more beautifully, more devotedly than ever before.

Life without music is unthinkable.

It is the artists of the world, the feelers and the thinkers who will ultimately save us; who can articulate, educate, defy, insist, sing and shout the big dreams.

The second fiddle. I can get plenty of first violinists, but to find someone who can play the second fiddle with enthusiasm

A liberal is a man or a woman or a child who looks forward to a better day, a more tranquil night, and a bright, infinite future.

A work of art does not answer questions, it provokes them; and its essential meaning is in the tension between the contradictory answers.

I can't live one day without hearing music, playing it , studying it , or thinking about it .

I've been all over the world and I've never seen a statue of a critic.

The mind, when it reaches its limits, must make a judgment and choose its conclusions. This is where suicide and the reply stand.

A large oak tree is just a little nut that refused to give up.

A face-lift is a woman’s attempt to lower the odds of the next person accurately guessing her age.

When you're doing a play, you don't always have a practical world that you're working off of. You have to create it for yourself.

I've got nine dogs, eight birds, turtles, fish and I had wallabies at one point.

I'm not trying to redefine sexuality or humanity or say that my answer is right and yours is wrong. I'm just happy with who I am.

Skills are freedom. Get skilled up!

Classical buildings endure because they are loved, admired and accepted, and enjoy an innate adaption to human needs and purposes.

I can get more out of God by believing Him for one minute than by shouting at Him all night.

The sweet calm sunshine of October, now Warms the low spot; upon its grassy mold The pur0ple oak-leaf falls; the birchen bough drops its bright spoil like arrow-heads of gold.