A Symphony Is No Joke.

If There Is Anyone Here Whom I Have Not Insulted, I Beg His Pardon.

Without Craftsmanship, Inspiration Is A Mere Reed Shaken In The Wind.

We Cling Nervously To The Melody, But We Don't Handle It Freely, We Don't Really Make Anything New Out Of It, We Merely Overload It.

Straight-away The Ideas Flow In Upon Me, Directly From God, And Not Only Do I See Distinct Themes In My Mind's Eye, But They Are Clothed In The Right Forms, Harmonies, And Orchestration.

If We Cannot Write With The Beauty Of Mozart, Let Us At Least Try To Write With His Purity.