Music Is Never Stationary; Successive Forms And

Oral Musical Traditions Are Rooted In Assured And Scrupulous Faith.

For The Virtuoso, Musical Works Are In Fact Nothing But Tragic And Moving Materializations Of His Emotions; He Is Called Upon To Make Them Speak, Weep, Sing And Sigh, To Recreate Them In Accordance With His Own Consciousness. In This Way He, Like The Composer, Is A Creator, For He Must Have Within Himself Those Passions That He Wishes To Bring So Intensely To Life.

In The Oldest Chronicles Of The Times Conserved In Hungary, Reports Will Be Found Of Gypsy Music, But Never Of Any Other, Either Magyar, Slavic Or Jewish.

As For Famous Men Who Were Not Artists, I Am Beginning To Be Tired Of Them. Those Poor Little Scoundrels Who Are Called Great Men Fill Me With Nothing But Overwhelming Horror.

I Did Not Compose My Work As One Might Put On A Church Vestment... Rather It Sprung From The Truly Fervent Faith Of My Heart, Such As I Have Felt It Since My Childhood.