To Judge A Composer's Work, One Must

Life's Been Nothing But Paperwork.

The Point Is Not To Take The World's Opinion As A Guiding Star But To Go One's Way In Life And Working Unerringly, Neither Depressed By Failure Nor Seduced By Applause.

With The Coming Of Spring, I Am Calm Again.

It Is Always The Same With Me; Only When I Experience Something Do I Compose, And Only When Composing Do I Experience! After All, A Musician's Nature Can Hardly Be Expressed In Words.

I Am Thrice Homeless, As A Native Of Bohemia In Austria, As An Austrian Among Germans, And As A Jew Throughout The World. Everywhere An Intruder, Never Welcomed.