I Foster A Sorrowful Conception Of Affection.

As The Mother Teaches Her Children How To Express Themselves In Their Language, So One Gypsy Musician Teaches The Other. They Have Never Shown Any Need For Notation.

My Mind And Fingers Have Worked Like The Damned. Homer, The Bible, Plato, Locke, Lamartine, Chateaubriand, Beethoven, Bach, Hummel, Mozart, Weber Are All Around Me. I Study Them. I Devour Them With Fury.

The Day Will Come When All Nations Amidst Which The Jews Are Dwelling Will Have To Raise The Question Of Their Wholesale Expulsion, A Question Which Will Be One Of Life Or Death, Good Health Or Chronic Disease, Peaceful Existence Or Perpetual Social Fever.

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

Music Is The Heart Of Life." She Speaks Love; "without It, There Is No Possible Good And With It Everything Is Beautiful.