It is a kind of spiritual snobbery that makes people think they can be happy without money.

To know oneself, one should assert oneself.

Blessed are the hearts that can bend they shall never be broken.

Truly fertile Music, the only kind that will move us, that we shall truly appreciate, will be a Music conducive to Dream, which banishes all reason and analysis. One must not wish first to understand and then to feel. Art does not tolerate Reason.

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.