So long as the human spirit thrives on this planet, music in some living form will accompany and sustain it and give it expressive meaning.
Aaron CoplandRead
To stop the flow of music would be like the stopping of time itself, incredible and inconceivable.
Interpretation
Music is a vital part of life that moves and evolves like time itself.
In this quote, Copland suggests that music is an essential and continuous element of human experience, analogous to the flow of time. To interrupt music would be akin to halting the very essence of life, highlighting its significance in expressing emotions and connecting people.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of the arts in education.
So long as the human spirit thrives on this planet, music in some living form will accompany and sustain it and give it expressive meaning.
I hope my recordings of my own works won't inhibit other people's performances. The brutal fact is that one doesn't always get the exact tempo one wants, although one improves with experience.
Someone once asked me... whether I waited for inspiration. My answer was: "Every day!"
Music that is born complex is not inherently better or worse than music that is born simple.
The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking "Is there a meaning to music?" My answer would be, "Yes", And "Can you state in so many words what the meaning is?" My answer to that would be "No."
You compose because you want to somehow summarize in some permanent form your most basic feelings about being alive, to set down some sort of permanent statement about the way it feels to live now, today.
Architecture does not change anything. It's always on the side of the wealthy. The important thing is to believe that it can make life better.
It's very important that when you have a designer like Marc Jacobs, who is a genius, you give him complete freedom.
I never wanted to be a painter; I wanted to be a tap dancer.
How happily, said Austerlitz, have I sat over a book in the deepening twilight until I could no longer make out the words and my mind began to wander, and how secure have I felt seated at the desk in my house in the dark night, just watching the tip of my pencil in the lamplight following its shadow, as if of its own accord and with perfect fidelity, while that shadow moved regularly from left to right, line by line, over the ruled paper.
We are trying to communicate that which lies in our deepest heart, which has no words, which can only be hinted at through the means of a story. And somehow, miraculously, a story that comes from deep in my heart calls from a reader that which is deepest in his or her heart, and together from our secret hidden selves we create a story that neither of us could have told alone.
In beauty of face no maiden ever equaled her. It was the radiance of an opium-dream - an airy and spirit-lifting vision more wildly divine than the fantasies which hovered about the slumbering souls of the daughters of Delos.
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