God Can Only Be Comprehended As Love.

I Hope You Will No Longer Accuse Me Of A Lack Of Delicacy. As I Now Count On Your Understanding.

In Bach, The Vital Cells Of Music Are United As The World Is In God.

In The Theatrical Works We Love And Admire The Most, The Ending Of The Drama Generally Takes Place Offstage.

Behind Me The Branches Of A Wasted And Sterile Existence Are Cracking.

I Beg Of You... Never Assume An Inner Or An Outer Pose, Never A Disguise.