False Notes Can Be Forgiven, False Music

It Is So Much Easier To Rest Contented With What We Have Already Acquired Than To Change Ever So Slightly Those Routine But Profound Habits Of Thought And Feeling Which Govern Our Life, And By Which We Live So Blissfully. This Mental Inertia Is, Perhaps, Our Greatest Enemy. Insidiously It Leads Us To Assume That We Can Renew Our Lives Without Renewing Our Habits.

Life Is Denied By Lack Of Attention, Whether It Be To Cleaning Windows Or Trying To Write A Masterpiece.

I Adore Tradition. I Cannot Stand Habit. Simply To Repeat Is Nothing, Also To Destroy Is Nothing. Tradition Is Never Interrupted, We Are Always Evolving But Never Interrupted.

Without Order There Can Be No Inner Satisfaction. Without Inner Satisfaction There Can Be No Freedom. Without Freedom There Is No Joy.

You Should Never Listen To Someone Practice. That Is Their Work And Theirs Alone.