If There Is No Other Life, Then

To Know How To Do Something Well Is To Enjoy It.

Music Is Not Technique And Melody, But The Meaning Of Life Itself, Infinitely Sorrowful And Unbearably Beautiful.

There Is An Alchemy In Sorrow. It Can Be Transmuted Into Wisdom, Which, If It Does Not Bring Joy, Can Yet Bring Happiness.

Sooner Or Later The Young Always Betrayed The Old.

No Longer Can We Afford To Stuff The Brains Of The Young With Facts. The Time Is Too Short, The Necessity For Results Too Pressing. The New Education Must Be Based On The Elimination Of Facts Except As They Illustrate Principles. How To Use Facts, Not How To Accumulate Them, Is The Purpose Of True Education.