My God, How Can Anyone Ever Be

Music, As Long As It Exists, Will Always Take Its Departure From The Major Triad And Return To It. The Musician Cannot Escape It Any More Than The Painter His Primary Colors Or The Architect His Three Dimensions.

Your Task It Is, Amid Confusion, Rush, And Noise, To Grasp The Lasting, Calm And Meaningful, And Finding It Anew, To Hold And Treasure It.

People Who Make Music Together Cannot Be Enemies, At Least While The Music Lasts.

Tonality Is A Natural Force, Like Gravity.

There Are Only Twelve Tones And They Need To Be Treated Carefully.