The Music Of The Gypsies Belongs In

Real Men Are Sadly Lacking In This World, For When They Are Put To The Test They Prove Worthless.

Mournful And Yet Grand Is The Destiny Of The Artist.

My Sole Ambition As A Composer Is To Hurl My Javelin Into The Infinite Space Of The Future.

The First Impulse Of A Great Number Of Civilized Musicians... Is To Protest Ourdeclaration That The Music In Hungary Belongs To The Gypsies.

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.