All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.

All truth is comprised in music and mathematics.

Music was destined to reach its culmination in the likeness of itself.

Perfect music has its cause. It arises from equilibrium. Equilibrium arises from righteousness, and righteousness arises from the meaning of the cosmos. Therefore one can speak about music only with a man who has perceived the meaning of the cosmos.

The only truth is music.

Music is the best.

It seems to me now that mathematics is capable of an artistic excellence as great as that of any music, perhaps greater; not because the pleasure it gives (although very pure) is comparable, either in intensity or in the number of people who feel it, to that of music, but because it gives in absolute perfection that combination, characteristic of great art, of godlike freedom, with the sense of inevitable destiny; because, in fact, it constructs an ideal world where everything is perfect and yet true.

It seems to me now that mathematics is capable of an artistic excellence as great as that of any music, perhaps greater; not because the pleasure it gives (although very pure) is comparable, either in intensity or in the number of people who feel it, to that of music, but because it gives in absolute perfection that combination, characteristic of great art, of godlike freedom, with the sense of inevitable destiny; because, in fact, it constructs an ideal world where everything is perfect and yet true.

All musicians are subconsciously mathematicians.

You must always believe that life is as extraordinary as music says it is.

...the sole test of music is its power to exalt the soul.

Music will always be the mothership, the base foundation, and other things sprouts from that, movie, everything.

In memory everything seems to happen to music.

When music speaks, everybody understands.