Music embodies feeling without forcing it to contend and combine with thought, as it is forced in most arts and especially in the art of words.

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.

Inspiration is enough to give expression to the tone in singing, especially when the song is without words.

Mournful and yet grand is the destiny of the artist.

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.

I am not fond of speaking about politics because I don't have in my possession an army of 200,000 soldiers.

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