He who, to be happy, needs nothing but himself, is happy.

What will people say-in these words lies the tyranny of the world, the whole destruction of our natural disposition, the oblique vision of our minds. These four words hold sway everywhere.

The world is the same everywhere.

With hat in hand, one gets on in the world.

Some men, like modern shops, hang everything in their show windows; when one goes inside, nothing is to be found.

If you sound great in the practice room, you're practicing the wrong thing. Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

Of all afflictions, the worst is self contempt.