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Perhaps The Chief Requirement Of [the Conductor] Is That He Be Humble Before The Composer; That He Never Interpose Himself Between The Music And The Audience; That All His Efforts, However Strenuous Or Glamorous, Be Made In The Service Of The Composer's Meaning - The Music Itself, Which, After All, Is The Whole Reason For The Conductor's Existence.

What [louis Armstrong] Does Is Real, And True, And Honest, And Simple, And Even Noble. Every Time This Man Puts His Trumpet To His Lips, Even If Only To Practice Three Notes, He Does It With His Whole Soul.

You Can Sit There, Tense And Worried, Freezing The Creative Energies, Or You Can Start Writing Something. It Doesn't Matter What. In Five Or Ten Minutes, The Imagination Will Heat, The Tightness Will Fade, And A Certain Spirit And Rhythm Will Take Over.

The Gift Of Imagination Is By No Means An Exclusive Property Of The Artist; It Is A Gift We All Share; To Some Degree Or Other All Of Us, All Of You, Are Endowed With The Powers Of Fantasy.

This Will Be Our Reply To Violence: To Make Music More Intensely, More Beautifully, More Devotedly Than Ever Before.