Madam, you ask me how I compose. I compose sitting down.
Even in the works of the greatest master, the organic sequence can fail and then a skillful join must be made.
Truly there would be reason to go mad were it not for music.
Music is an incomparably more powerful means and is a subtler language for expressing the thousand different moments of the soul's moods.
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.