Here, whatever is not boring is not English.

A long time ago I decided that my universe will be the soul and heart of man.

Simplicity is the highest goal, achievable when you have overcome all difficulties.

I tell my piano the things I used to tell you

My piano has not yet arrived. How did you send it? By Marseilles or by Perpignan? I dream music but I cannot make any because here there are not any pianos . . . in this respect this is a savage country.

Having nothing to do, I am correcting the Paris edition of Bach; not only the engraver's mistakes, but also the mistakes hallowed by those who are supposed to understand Bach (I have no pretensions to understand better, but I do think that sometimes I can guess).

Time is the best of critics; and patience the best of teachers.