Real men are sadly lacking in this world, for when they are put to the test they prove worthless.

My sole ambition as a composer is to hurl my javelin into the infinite space of the future.

So let us not worry, and look instead as it has been taught us to do, as the birds of the air and the lilies of the field, keeping complete faith in Our Father's goodness.

The principal task of a conductor is not to put himself in evidence but to disappear behind his functions as much as possible. We are pilots, not servants.

Beware of missing chances; otherwise it may be altogether too late some day.

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 carry a deep sadness of the heart which must now and then break out in sound.