A book is quite a beautiful thing, even more so learning. Together, however, all they amount to is called book-learning.

People of talent resemble a musical instrument more closely than they do a musician. Without outside help, they produce not a single sound, but given even the slightest touch, and a magnificent tune emanates from them.

I love the pride whose measure is its own eminence and not the insignificance of someone else.

Why do comparisons of words and tone poems (poetry and music) never take into consideration that the word is a mere signifier, but that the sound, aside from being a signifier, is also an object?

What is the use of aesthetics if they can neither teach how to produce beauty nor how to appreciate it in good taste? It exists because it behooves rational human beings to provide reasons for their actions and assessments. Even if aesthetics are not the mathematics of beauty, they are the proof of the calculation.

I cannot be exacting because I respect myself.

Swear words and profanities are mere abbreviations of speech, similar to the abbreviations in writing.