When I Was Young, All I Wanted

There Are Two Ways To Live: You Can Live As If Nothing Is A Miracle; You Can Live As If Everything Is A Miracle. The Most Beautiful Thing We Can Experience Is The Mysterious. It Is The Source Of All True Art And All Science. He To Whom This Emotion Is A Stranger, Who Can No Longer Pause To Wonder And Stand Rapt Is Awe, Is As Good As Dead: His Eyes Are Closed.

Since Our Inner Experiences Consist Of Reproductions, And Combinations Of Sensory Impressions, The Concept Of A Soul Without A Body Seem To Me To Be Empty And Devoid Of Meaning.

In Music I Do Not Look For Logic. I Am Quite Intuitive On The Whole And Know No Theories. I Never Like A Work If I Cannot Intuitively Grasp Its Inner Unity (architecture).

A Country Cannot Simultaneously Prepare And Prevent War. I Know Not With What Weapons World War Iii Will Be Fought, But World War Iv Will Be Fought With Sticks And Stones. The Distinctions Separating The Social Classes Are False; In The Last Analysis They Rest On Force.

In Every True Searcher Of Nature There Is A Kind Of Religious Reverence.