He that divines the secret of my music is freed from the unhappiness that haunts the whole world of men.

I can live only wholly with you or not at all.

Whoever tells a lie is not pure of heart, and such a person can not cook a clean soup.

I alter some things, eliminate and try again until I am satisfied. Then begins the mental working out of this material in its breadth, its narrowness, its height and depth.

Strange, I feel as if up to now I had written no more than a few notes.

Don't only practice your art, but force your way into its secrets; art deserves that, for it and knowledge can raise man to the Divine.

In the world of art, as in the whole of creation, freedom and progress are the main objectives.