In Bach, The Vital Cells Of Music

That Which Draws Us By Its Mystical Force; What Every Created Thing, Even The Very Stones, Feels With Absolute Certainty As The Center Of Its Being... Is The Force Of Love. Christians Call This "eternal Blessedness." It Is A Necessity Of Man For Growth And Joy.

I Beg Of You... Never Assume An Inner Or An Outer Pose, Never A Disguise.

Don't Bother Looking At The View - I Have Already Composed It.

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

Spring Won't Let Me Stay In This House Any Longer! I Must Get Out And Breathe The Air Deeply Again.