The cello is like a beautiful woman who has not grown older, but younger with time, more slender, more supple, more graceful.

The love of one's country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border?

I feel the capacity to care is the thing which gives life its deepest significance.

If you play Bach every day, you are not so alone.

As long as one can admire and love, then one is young forever.

The answer to helplessness is not so very complicated.

I have always regarded manual labour as creative and looked with respect-and, yes, wonder-at people who work with their hands. It seems to me that their creativity is no less than that of a violinist or painter.