The Violinist Must Possess The Poets Gift

Peace May Sound Simple - One Beautiful Word - But It Requires Everything We Have, Every Quality, Every Strength, Every Dream, Every High Ideal.

Music Creates Order Out Of Chaos: For Rhythm Imposes Unanimity Upon The Divergent, Melody Imposes Continuity Upon The Disjointed, And Harmony Imposes Compatibility Upon The Incongruous.

We Embark Unhesitatingly On The Path, In A Direction That Is Absolutely Right And Urgent, Supported By Everyone, In The Knowledge That This Path Is But A Learning Process... We Have To Keep On Learning, Creating, Applying, By-passing, Touching Upon, Refining And Clarifying A Number Of Notions And Details That Need To Be Improvised And Applied And Which, Thank God, We Cannot Foresee. The Only Rigidity Lies In Our Will, Our Conviction That We Are On The Right Road And That Our Initiatives Are Most Pressing.

Do We Not Find Freedom Along The Guiding Lines Of Discipline?

Mozart Resolved His Emotions On A Level That Transformed Them Into Moods Uncontaminated By Mortal Anguish, Enabling Him To Express The Angelic Anguish That Is So Peculiarly His Own.