I do not want horses or diamonds - I am happy in possessing you.

I wish to lead a life free from care, and I see that I shall be unhappy if I cannot always work at my art.

My health may be better preserved if I exert myself less, but in the end doesn't each person give his life for his calling?

Why hurry over beautiful things? Why not linger and enjoy them?

I will yield to popular demands only insofar as they do not betray my own convictions.

I cannot be so bad when everybody is so fond of me.

Treasures are no longer to be got by instrumental art.