"We liked it" or "I didn't like it" people say. As if it were nothing higher than to please the people!

Thus it is ever in life. The aims we once pursued no longer satisfy us; we aim, we strive, we aspire, until sight fails, and mind and body find rest in the grave.

Remember, there are more people in the world than yourself. Be modest! You have not yet invented nor thought anything which others have not thought or invented before. And should you really have done so, consider it a gift of heaven which you are to share with others.

My whole life has been a twenty years struggle between poetry and prose, or, if you like to call it so, Music and Law.

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

I am so fresh in soul and spirit that life gushes and bubbles around me in a thousand springs.

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.