There is a world of difference between a Mahler eighth note and a normal eighth note.

But it's peculiar, as soon as I am in the midst of nature and by myself, everything that is base and trivial vanishes without trace. On such days nothing scares me; and this helps me again and again.

The impressions of the spriritual experiences gave my future life its form and content.

You must renounce all superficiality, all convention, all vanity and delusion.

I am thrice homeless, as a native of Bohemia in Austria, as an Austrian among Germans, and as a Jew throughout the world. Everywhere an intruder, never welcomed.

I am hitting my head against the walls, but the walls are giving way.

In Bach, the vital cells of music are united as the world is in God.