In Bach, The Vital Cells Of Music

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

Destiny Smiles Upon Me But Without Making Me The Least Bit Happier.

It Is Easier To Achieve A Desired Result In Short Pieces.

I Was A Crazy Young Man Who Let Himself Be Blinded By His Passions And Obeyed Only The Impulses Of The Moment.

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