I Foster A Sorrowful Conception Of Affection.

So Let Us Not Worry, And Look Instead As It Has Been Taught Us To Do, As The Birds Of The Air And The Lilies Of The Field, Keeping Complete Faith In Our Father's Goodness.

I Conclude That The Wagnerian Operas Which Are Already In The Repertoire, And Other Masterworks As Well, Stand In No Further Need Of My Services.

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.

Broad Paths Are Open To Every Endeavour, And A Sympathetic Recognition Is Assured To Every One Who Consecrates His Art To The Divine Services Of A Conviction Of A Consciousness.

A Person Of Any Mental Quality Has Ideas Of His Own. This Is Common Sense.