Truly fertile Music, the only kind that will move us, that we shall truly appreciate, will be a Music conducive to Dream, which banishes all reason and analysis. One must not wish first to understand and then to feel. Art does not tolerate Reason. Great music is that which penetrates the ear with facility and leaves the memory with difficulty. Magical music never leaves the memory.
All art constantly aspires towards the condition of music.
It is the stretched soul that makes music, and souls are stretched by the pull of opposites-opposite bents, tastes, yearnings, loyalties. Reflections on the Human Condition, aph. There's a basic rule which runs through all kinds of music, kind of an unwritten rule. I don't know what it is. But I've got it.