The Great Works Are Produced In Such

Life Without Music Is Only Error, Exhaustion, Exile... Indeed, There Is Nothing That Concerns Me More Than The Fate Of Music.

What Is The Seal Of Liberation? Not To Be Ashamed In Front Of Oneself.

All Things Are Subject To Interpretation Whichever Interpretation Prevails At A Given Time Is A Function Of Power And Not Truth.

Error Has Made Animals Into Men; Is Truth In A Position To Make Men Into Animals Again?

But Let Me Open Up My Heart To You Completely, My Friends: If There Were Gods, How Could I Bear Not Being A God! Hence, There Areno Gods. I Drew This Conclusion, To Be Sure--but Now It Draws Me.