Sorrowful And Great Is The Artist's Destiny.

My Mind And Fingers Have Worked Like The Damned. Homer, The Bible, Plato, Locke, Lamartine, Chateaubriand, Beethoven, Bach, Hummel, Mozart, Weber Are All Around Me. I Study Them. I Devour Them With Fury.

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

When You Write The Story Of Two Happy Lovers, Let The Story Be Set On The Banks Of Lake Como.

Music Is Never Stationary; Successive Forms And Styles Are Only Like So Many Resting-places - Like Tents Pitched And Taken Down Again On The Road To The Ideal.

The Principal Task Of A Conductor Is Not To Put Himself In Evidence But To Disappear Behind His Functions As Much As Possible. We Are Pilots, Not Servants.