Music Is Mediator Between Spiritual And Sensual

Ever Thine, Ever Mine, Ever Ours

Hide Your Secret Even From The Closest Friend; Learn To Be Silent.

This Is Not A Brook [bach Means "brook" In German], It's An Ocean.

Only The Pure In Heart Can Make A Good Soup.

You Ask Me Where I Get My Ideas. That I Cannot Tell You With Certainty. They Come Unsummoned, Directly, Indirectly - I Could Seize Them With My Hands - Out In The Open Air, In The Woods, While Walking, In The Silence Of The Nights, At Dawn, Excited By Moods Which Are Translated By The Poet Into Words, By Me Into Tones That Sound And Roar And Storm About Me Till I Have Set Them Down In Notes.