Every historian discloses a new horizon.

Try to keep your soul young and quivering right up to old age, and to imagine right up to the brink of death that life is only beginning. I think that is the only way to keep adding to one's talent, and one's inner happiness.

It is high time that we had lights that are not incendiary torches.

It is extraordinary how music sends one back into memories of the past.

One changes from day to day, and... after a few years have passed one has completely altered.

One wastes so much time, one is so prodigal of life, at twenty! Our days of winter count for double. That is the compensation of the old.

I'm not full of virtues and noble qualities. I love, but I love strongly, exclusive, stedfasty.