Who can do anything after Beethoven?
The guitar is a wonderful instrument which is understood by few.
Easy mind, light heart. A mind that is too easy hides a heart that is too heavy.
No one feels another's grief, no one understands another's joy. People imagine they can reach one another. In reality they only pass each other by.
The manager is to be blamed who distributes parts to his players which they are unable to act.
One bites into the brass mouthpiece of his wooden cudgel, and the other blows his cheeks out on a French horn. Do you call that Art?