Music Can Change The World.

Such Incidents Brought Me To The Verge Of Despair, But Little More And I Would Have Put An End To My Life - Only Art It Was That Withheld Me, - Ah, It Seemed Impossible To Leave The World Until I Had Produced All That I Had Felt Called Upon To Produce.

Don't Only Practice Your Art, But Force Your Way Into Its Secrets; Art Deserves That, For It And Knowledge Can Raise Man To The Divine.

I Can Do Nothing But Think Of You... What Have You Done To Me? Can't You Remove The Spell You Have Cast Over Me?

Whoever Tells A Lie Is Not Pure Of Heart, And Such A Person Can Not Cook A Clean Soup.

I Will Seize Fate By The Throat; It Shall Certainly Never Wholly Overcome Me.