Behind Me The Branches Of A Wasted

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

When I Have Reached A Summit, I Leave It With Great Reluctance, Unless It Is To Reach For Another, Higher One.

It Is Strange How One Feels Drawn Forward Without Knowing At First Where One Is Going.

Tradition Is Laziness.

I Live Like A Hottentot. I Cannot Exchange One Sensible Word With Anyone.