With the coming of spring, I am calm again.
A full cup of wine at the right time is worth more than all the kingdoms of this earth!
All that is not perfect down to the smallest detail is doomed to perish.
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.
What I wanted and what I visualized while composing has not always been realized.
A true personality . . . is like a robust organism that, with unconscious sureness, seeks out and digests the nourishment appropriate to it and vigorously rejects that which is unsuitable.