The Real Art Of Conducting Consists In

All That Is Not Perfect Down To The Smallest Detail Is Doomed To Perish.

Both My Marriages Were Failures! Number One Departed, And Number Two Stayed

A Symphony Must Be Like The World. It Must Contain Everything.

But It's Peculiar, As Soon As I Am In The Midst Of Nature And By Myself, Everything That Is Base And Trivial Vanishes Without Trace. On Such Days Nothing Scares Me; And This Helps Me Again And Again.

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.