Listen to no one's advice except that of the wind in the trees. That can recount the whole history of mankind.

[on Richard Wagner] A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.

People don't very much like things that are beautiful - they are so far from their nasty little minds.

Music is in the space between the notes.

But music, don't you know, is a dream from which the veils have been lifted. It's not even the expression of a feeling, it's the feeling itself.

He was the incomparable painter of mystery, silence, and the infinite, of the passing cloud, and the sunlit shimmer of the waves-subleties which none before him had been capable of suggesting.

Art is the most beautiful deception of all! And although people try to incorporate the everyday events of life in it, we must hope that it will remain a deception lest it become a utilitarian thing, sad as a factory.