No man dies for what he knows to be true. Men die for what they want t >>
The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what Fiction me >>
The advantage of the emotions is that they lead us astray. >>
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. >>
When Mozart was composing at the end of the eighteenth century, the ci >>
Music is good to the melancholy, bad to those who mourn, and neither g >>
Musical people are so absurdly unreasonable. They always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be absolutely deaf.