Quotes from Johann Sebastian Bach

Without my morning coffee I'm just like a dried up piece of roast goat.

The aim and final end of all music should be none other than the glory of God and the refreshment of the soul.

It is the special province of music to move the heart.

I play the notes as they are written, but it is God who makes the music.

Music's only purpose should be for the glory of God and the recreation of the human spirit.

I worked hard. Anyone who works as hard as I did can achieve the same results. The final aim and reason of all music is nothing other than the glorification of God and the refreshment of the spirit.

The most stupendous miracle in all music.

I have always kept one end in view, namely ... to conduct a well-regulated church music to the honour of God.

My masters are strange folk with very little care for music in them.

Music is an agreeable harmony for the honor of God and the permissible delights of the soul.

Where there is devotional music, God is always at hand with His gracious presence.

On land, on sea, at home abroad, I smoke my pipe and worship God.

On one of those rare occasions when Bach appraised his own life's work, he remarked: I worked hard.

What I have achieved by industry and practice, anyone else with tolerable natural gift and ability can also achieve.

Music is an agreeable harmony for the honor of God and the permissible delights of the soul.

I play the notes as they are written, but it is God who makes the music.

If I decide to be an idiot, then I'll be an idiot on my own accord.

The aim and final end of all music should be none other than the glory of God and the refreshment of the soul.

It's easy to play any musical instrument: all you have to do is touch the right key at the right time and the instrument will play itself.

Harmony is next to Godliness

I have always kept one end in view, namely ... to conduct a well-regulated church music to the honour of God.

The aim and final reason of all music should be none else but the glory of God and refreshing the soul. Where this is not observed there will be no music, but only a devilish hubbub.

Tobe, Welt, und springe; ich steh' hier und singe in gar sichrer Ruh'.

Theirs is beauty's fairest pleasure; Theirs is wisdom's holiest treasure. Thou dost ever lead Thine own In the love of joys unknown.