I feel so entirely in my element with a full orchestra; even if my mortal enemies were marshalled before me, I could lead them, master them, surround them, or repulse them.

If we were all determined to play the first violin we should never have an ensemble. therefore, respect every musician in his proper place.

The flame that is naturally clear always gives the most light and heat. If I could blend my talent for poetry and music into one, the light would burn still clearer, and I might go far.

People compose for many reasons, to become immortal; because the piano happens to be open; because they want to become a millionaire; because of the praise of friends; because they have looked into a pair of beautiful eyes; or for no reason whatsoever.

My heart pounds sickeningly and I turn pale... I often feel as if I were dead... I seem to be losing my mind.

You write to become immortal, or because the piano happens to be open, or you've looked into a pair of beautiful eyes.

It is the curse of talent that, although it labors with greater steadiness and perseverance than genius, it does not reach its goal, while genius already on the summit of the ideal, gazes laughingly about.