To follow in Beethoven's footsteps transcends one's strength.

Those who enjoy their own emotionally bad health and who habitually fill their own minds with the rank poisons of suspicion, jealousy and hatred, as a rule take umbrage at those who refuse to do likewise, and they find a perverted relief in trying to denigrate them.

If there is anyone here whom I have not insulted, I beg his pardon.

If we cannot write with the beauty of Mozart, let us at least try to write with his purity.

In him converge all previous streams of tendency, not as into a pool, stagnant, passive, motionless, but as a noble river that received its tributary waters and bearss them onward in larger and statelier volume.

Never criticize the composition of a Royal Highness. You never know who may have written it.

I sometimes ponder on variation form and it seems to me it ought to be more restrained, purer.