Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth.

When one is young, one venerates and despises without that art of nuances which constitutes the best gain of life.

Many are obstinate with regard to the pathway once they have set upon it, few with regard to the goal.

If you buy the why, the how is infinitely bearable

...If I continued to harbour any hope for music it lay in the expectation that a musician might come who was sufficiently bold, subtle, malicious, southerly, superhealthy to confront that music and in an immortal fashion take revenge on it.

The great man fights the elements in his time that hinder his own greatness, in other words his own freedom and sincerity.

Even today a crude sort of persecution is all that is required to create an honorable name for any sect, no matter how indifferent in itself.