In the Heaven's above, the angels, whispering to one another, can find, among their burning terms of love, none so devotional as that of 'Mother.

If in many of my productions terror has been the thesis, I maintain that terror is not of Germany, but of the soul.

If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.

I fashion the expression of my face, as accurately as possible, in accordance with the expression of his, and then wait to see what thoughts or sentiments arise in my mind or heart, as if to match or correspond with the expression.

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?

Every moment of the night Forever changing places And they put out the star-light With the breath from their pale faces

Music, when combined with a pleasurable idea, is poetry; music, without the idea, is simply music; the idea, without the music, is prose, from its very definitiveness.