Companions, in misery and worse, that is what we all are, and to try to change this substantially avails us nothing.

Music is never stationary; successive forms and styles are only like so many resting-places - like tents pitched and taken down again on the road to the Ideal.

Music is the heart of life." She speaks love; "without it, there is no possible good and with it everything is beautiful.

Supreme serenity still remains the Ideal of great Art. The shapes and transitory forms of life are but stages toward this Ideal, which Christ's religion illuminates with His divine light.

In the oldest chronicles of the times conserved in Hungary, reports will be found of Gypsy music, but never of any other, either Magyar, Slavic or Jewish.

Broad paths are open to every endeavour, and a sympathetic recognition is assured to every one who consecrates his art to the divine services of a conviction of a consciousness.

When you write the story of two happy lovers, let the story be set on the banks of Lake Como.