A Dream Is Unrehearsed.

Music Is A Therapy.it Is A Communication Far More Powerful Than Words, Far More Immediate, Far More Efficient.

Music Creates Order Out Of Chaos: For Rhythm Imposes Unanimity Upon The Divergent, Melody Imposes Continuity Upon The Disjointed, And Harmony Imposes Compatibility Upon The Incongruous.

We Are Living In A World Where The Individual Must Learn To Command The Raw Materials Of Expression. He Must Not Be Dependent All The Time On The Ready-made, The Finished Product. It's The Transferring, The Changing Of The Raw Into What Is The Expression Of Your Own Self – The Whole Joy And Satisfaction And Frustration Of Life Is Built Into This.

The Violinist Must Possess The Poets Gift Of Piercing The Protective Hide Which Grows On Propagandists, Stockbrokers And Slave Traders, To Penetrate The Deeper Truth Which Lies Within.

A Way Of Life Which Excludes The Realm Of The Unknown And The Mysterious Is Simply Not In Harmony With Life Itself.