The Drive Toward Knowledge Has A Moral

The World Is A Work Of Art That Gives Birth To Itself.

Loneliness Is One Thing, Solitude Another.

In Affability There Is No Hatred Of Men, But For That Very Reason There Is All Too Much Contempt For Men.

In The End We Love Our Desire And Not What It Is That We Desire.

Life Without Music Is Only Error, Exhaustion, Exile... Indeed, There Is Nothing That Concerns Me More Than The Fate Of Music.