Truth Is A Great Flirt.

For The Virtuoso, Musical Works Are In Fact Nothing But Tragic And Moving Materializations Of His Emotions; He Is Called Upon To Make Them Speak, Weep, Sing And Sigh, To Recreate Them In Accordance With His Own Consciousness. In This Way He, Like The Composer, Is A Creator, For He Must Have Within Himself Those Passions That He Wishes To Bring So Intensely To Life.

The Principal Task Of A Conductor Is Not To Put Himself In Evidence But To Disappear Behind His Functions As Much As Possible. We Are Pilots, Not Servants.

Inspiration Is Enough To Give Expression To The Tone In Singing, Especially When The Song Is Without Words.

The Supreme Harmony Of The Cosmos Is Selected In The Harmony Of The Spirit.

The Jew Continues To Monopolize Money, And He Loosens Or Strangles The Throat Of The State With The Loosening Or Strengthening Of His Purse Strings...he Has Empowered Himself With The Engines Of The Press, Which He Uses To Batter At The Foundations Of Society. He Is At The Bottom Of...every Enterprise That Will Demolish First Of All Thrones, Afterwards The Altar, Afterwards Civil Law.