Being a musician, I often think of life as an unfinished symphony. The score is exceedingly complex, the music by turns exciting, cacophonous, tranquil, uplifting. The material score, however, is not the music. It is only a means of communication by which I can try to interpret the intentions of the composer. We listen to life's symphony as players in the orchestra. It is hard, perhaps impossible, when struggling with one's own part, to hear the music as a whole, but let us keep on trying, and in doing so, our own part takes on a new significance. Perhaps someday the truth may be revealed to us; for now we see, as in a glass, darkly, but then face-to-face.
Those were the beliefs of Sir Ernest MacMillan, conductor, composer and concert organist of Toronto, Canada.