Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun it falls tenderly yet sadly on the heart.
The impressions of the spriritual experiences gave my future life its form and content.
The real art of conducting consists in transitions.
If a composer could say what he had to say in words he would not bother...
I hope you will no longer accuse me of a lack of delicacy. as I now count on...
I write a lot too, so I would like to write or direct in the future if I...
I feel that the year ahead for me will be full of...
I don't know what my future is.
