Music embodies feeling without forcing it to contend and combine with thought, as it is forced in most arts and especially in the art of words.

Mournful and yet grand is the destiny of the artist.

Supreme serenity still remains the Ideal of great Art. The shapes and transitory forms of life are but stages toward this Ideal, which Christ's religion illuminates with His divine light.

The character of instrumental music... lets the emotions radiate and shine in their own character without presuming to display them as real or imaginary representations.

Life is only a long and bitter suicide, and faith alone can transform this suicide into a sacrifice.

Beware of missing chances; otherwise it may be altogether too late some day.