The art of translation lies less in knowing the other language than in knowing your own.
Nothing is a waste that makes a memory.
Minor artists borrow, great ones steal.
If a composer could state in words what being a composer means, he would no longer need to be a composer.
Sooner or later you've heard all your best friends have to say. Then comes the tolerance of real love.
The Great don't innovate, they fertilize seeds planted by lackeys, they leave to others the inhaling of the flowers whose roots they've manured. A deceptive memory may be the key to their originality.