Divine fires do not blaze each day but an artist functions in their afterglow, hoping for their recurrence.

The hardest of all the arts to speak of is music, because music has no meaning to speak of

Greatness is not the effect of which inspiration is the cause. We are all inspired, but we are all not great.

It's not evil that's ruining the earth, but mediocrity. The crime is not that Nero played while Rome burned, but that he played badly.

Minor artists borrow, great ones steal.

Nothing is a waste that makes a memory.

Sooner or later you've heard all your best friends have to say. Then comes the tolerance of real love.