Love Guards The Heart From The Abyss.

Love, Love, Love, That Is The Soul Of Genius.

All I Insist On, And Nothing Else, Is That You Should Show The Whole World That You Are Not Afraid. Be Silent, If You Choose; But When It Is Necessary, Speak—and Speak In Such A Way That People Will Remember It.

If People Could See Into My Heart, I Should Almost Feel Ashamed - All There Is Cold, Cold As Ice.

Music Must Never Offend The Ear, But Must Please The Listener, Or, In Other Words, Must Never Cease To Be Music.

I Must Give You A Piece Of Intelligence That You Perhaps Already Know, Namely That The Ungodly Arch-villain Voltaire Has Died Miserably Like A Dog, Just Like A Brute. That Is His Reward!