The Trouble With The Opera Is There's

The Music I Desire Must Be Supple Enough To Adapt Itself To The Lyrical Effusions Of The Soul And The Fantasy Of Dreams.

Some People Wish Above All To Conform To The Rules, I Wish Only To Render What I Can Hear.

In Opera, There Is Always Too Much Singing.

Music Is The Expression Of The Movement Of The Waters, The Play Of Curves Described By Changing Breezes.

Listen To No One's Advice Except That Of The Wind In The Trees. That Can Recount The Whole History Of Mankind.