The spirit can assert itself only through the medium of clear form.
Fortunately, something always remains to be harvested. So let us not be idle.
I am hitting my head against the walls, but the walls are giving way.
I beg of you... never assume an inner or an outer pose, never a disguise.
The further the music develops, the more complex the apparatus used by the composer to express his thoughts becomes.
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.