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.

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

It is impossible to imagine a more complete fusion with nature than that of the Gypsy.

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

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.

Oral musical traditions are rooted in assured and scrupulous faith.

I foster a sorrowful conception of affection. Make no sacrifices.