Behind me the branches of a wasted and sterile existence are cracking.

The spirit can assert itself only through the medium of clear form.

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

It's not just a question of conquering a summit previously unknown, but of tracing, step by step, a new pathway to it.

What is best in music is not to be found in the notes.

In its beginnings, music was merely chamber music, meant to be listened to in a small space by a small audience.

Tradition is laziness.