Music Is Not A Science

To Vice, Innocence Must Always Seem Only A Superior Kind Of Chicanery.

It Is Only To Those Who Have Never Lived That Death Ever Can Seems Beautiful.

One Must Pray First, But Afterwards One Must Help Oneself. God Does Not Care For Cowards.

It Is Quite Easy For Stupid People To Be Happy; They Believe In Fables, And They Trot On In A Beaten Track Like A Horse On A Tramway.

The Fire Of True Enthusiasm Is Like The Fires Of Baku, Which No Water Can Ever Quench, And Which Burn Steadily On From Night To Day, And Year To Year, Because Their Well-spring Is Eternal.