Inspiration is a guest that does not willingly visit the lazy.

If that condition of mind and soul, which we call inspiration, lasted long without intermission, no artist could survive it. The strings would break and the instrument be shattered into fragments.

A self-respecting artist must not fold his hands on the pretext that he is not in the mood.

The muse doesn't come without being called.

I like the plot of The Nutcracker - not at all.

Sometimes I observe with curiosity that uninterrupted activity which, independent of the subject of any conversation I may be carrying on, continues its course in that department of my brain that is devoted to music.

Music possesses much richer means of expression and it is a more subtle medium for translating the 1000 shifting moments of the feelings of the soul.