Pure truth cannot be assimilated by the crowd; it must be communicated by contagion.

To do easily what is difficult for others is the mark of talent.

Music is harmony, harmony is perfection, perfection is our dream, and our dream is heaven.

Man becomes man only by his intelligence, but he is man only by his heart.

If man was what he ought to be, he would be adored by the animals.

Time wasted is a theft from God.

Our true history is scarcely ever deciphered by others. The chief part of the drama is a monologue, or rather an intimate debate between God, our conscience, and ourselves. Tears, grieves, depressions, disappointments, irritations, good and evil thoughts, decisions, uncertainties, deliberations --all these belong to our secret, and are almost all incommunicable and intransmissible, even when we try to speak of them, and even when we write them down.