Wherever you are, I am there also.
Only the flint of a man's mind can strike fire in music.
I liked your opera. I think I will set it to music.
Anyone who tells a lie has not a pure heart, and cannot make a good soup.
One must not hold one's self so divine as to be unwilling occasionally to make improvements in one's creations.
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.