The call of love sounds very hollow among these immobile rocks.
The point is not to take the world's opinion as a guiding star but to go one's way in life and working unerringly, neither depressed by failure nor seduced by applause.
In Bach, the vital cells of music are united as the world is in God.
Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again.
Even if people censure me, they should do so hat in hand.
It is easier to achieve a desired result in short pieces.