Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again.

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

It is always the same with me; only when I experience something do I compose, and only when composing do I experience! After all, a musician's nature can hardly be expressed in words.

If you think you're boring your audience, go slower not faster.

I beg of you... never assume an inner or an outer pose, never a disguise.

That which draws us by its mystical force; what every created thing, even the very stones, feels with absolute certainty as the center of its being... is the force of love. Christians call this "eternal blessedness." It is a necessity of man for growth and joy.

I don't choose what I compose. It chooses me.