I Shall Seize Fate By The Throat.

In The Country It Seems As If Every Tree Said To Me 'holy! Holy!' Who Can Ever Express The Ecstasy Of The Woods! Almighty One, In The Woods I Am Blessed. Happy Every One In The Woods. Every Tree Speaks Through Thee. O God! What Glory In The Woodland.

In The World Of Art, As In The Whole Of Creation, Freedom And Progress Are The Main Objectives.

Applaud My Friends, The Comedy Is Over... [on His Death Bed]

Nothing Is More Intolerable Than To Have To Admit To Yourself Your Own Errors.

Music Is Indeed The Mediator Between The Spiritual And The Sensual Life.