Real Understanding Does Not Come From What

Man Has Made Many Machines, Complex And Cunning, But Which Of Them Indeed Rivals The Workings Of His Heart?

I Am A Very Simple Man. I Am A Man First, An Artist Second. My First Obligation Is To The Welfare Of My Fellow Man. I Will Endeavour To Meet This Obligation Through Music, Since It Transcends Language, Politics And National Boundaries.

For The Past Eighty Years I Have Started Each Day In The Same Manner. It Is Not A Mechanical Routine, But Something Essential To My Daily Life. I Go To The Piano, And Play Two Preludes And Fugues Of Bach. I Cannot Think Of Doing Otherwise. It Is A Sort Of Benediction On The House. But That Is Not Its Only Meaning For Me. It Is A Rediscovery Of The World Of Which I Have The Joy Of Being A Part. It Fills Me With Awareness Of The Wonder Of Life, With A Feeling Of The Incredible Marvel Of Being A Human Being.

The Love Of One's Country Is A Splendid Thing. But Why Should Love Stop At The Border?

To Live Is Not Enough; We Must Take Part.