Mozart eliminates the idea of haste from life. His airs could not lag as they make their journey through the listener's attention; they are not the right shape for loitering. But it is as true that they never rush, they are never headlong or helter-skelter, they splash no mud, they raise no dust.

... to lovers innumerable things do not matter.

It isn't only living people who die, it is great stretches of living, which can die even when the people who lived there still exist.

I don't believe that to understand is necessarily to pardon, but I feel that to understand makes one forget that one cannot pardon.

All disgrace smells alike. Differences in ruin are only matters of degree.

Men must be capable of imagining and executing and insisting on social change if they are to reform or even maintain civilization, and capable too of furnishing the rebellion which is sometimes necessary if society is not to perish of immobility.

Whatever happens, never forget that people would rather be led to perdition by a man, than to victory by a woman.