Folk music is the original melody of man; it is the musical mirror of the world.

Speaking of Georges Bizet: His music has the tang of sunny climates, their bracing air, their clearness. It voices a sensibility hitherto unknown to us.

It is thus only this personal feeling of misery that we get rid of by acts of pity.

Do ask yourself why you, the individual, exist, and if you can get no other answer try for once to justify the meaning of your existence as it were a posteriori by setting before yourself an aim, a goal, a 'to this end', an exalted and noble 'to this end'.

Weariness that wants to reach the ultimate with one leap, with one fatal leap, a poor ignorant weariness that does not want to want any more: this created all gods and afterworlds.

There is more wisdom in your body than in your best wisdom. And who then knows why your body needs precisely your best wisdom?

Let old ones go. Dont be a memory-monger! Once you were young──now you are even younger.