It is impossible to communicate with Schumann. The man is hopeless; he doesn't talk at all.

Music is the inarticulate speech of the heart, which cannot be compressed into words, because it is infinite.

Joy is not in things; it is in us.

The purpose of art: to make the unconscious conscious.

I regard the Jewish race as the born enemy of pure humanity and everything that is noble in it.

Never look at the trombones, it only encourages them.

Imagination creates reality.

The language of tones belongs equally to all mankind, and melody is the absolute language in which the musician speaks to every heart.

It is a truth forever, that where the speech of man stops short there Music's reign begins.

We must learn to die, and to die in the fullest sense of the word. The fear of the end is the source of all lovelessness

A political man is disgusting, but a political wife, horrible.

She had the bizarre feeling of time bending all around her, as though she was from the past reading about the future, or from the future reading about the past.

Love unconditionally, love endlessly, love blissfully.

The generation that destroys the environment is not the generation that pays the price. That is the problem.

In this era in which we live, the old-fashioned virtues grow increasingly unpopular.

After all, I believe that legends and myths are largely made of 'truth'.

All I want to do is make serious movies that explore social issues and turn a profit, and slip the schnitzel to Jane DePugh.

In the American Metaphysical, reality is always material reality, hard, resistant, unformed, impenetrable, and unpleasant.

I don't know why I don't watch a lot of movies; I can barely keep up with the things my friends are in. There isn't enough time in life.

I like explaining things, and I believe that you can do very high-level explanation on basic cable news provided you are willing to work hard enough to be a good storyteller.

It's kind of amazing how popular 'Grey's Anatomy' is. What other show can boast such an annoyingly sincere cast of doctors, sniveling through such perfunctory love triangles?