Music is God's gift to man, the only art of Heaven given to earth, the only art of earth we take to Heaven.

Be always displeased at what thou art, if thou desire to attain to what thou art not; for where thou hast pleased thyself, there thou abidest.

I strove with none; for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart

A man's vanity tells him what is honor, a man's conscience what is justice.

Browning! Since Chaucer was alive and hale, / No man hath walked along our roads with step / So active, so inquiring eye, or tongue/ So varied in discourse.

Music is the art of the prophets and the gift of God.