“There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.”

“Dancing music, music sad,Both together, sane and mad…”

“The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mindabout nothing -- to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.”

“Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it”

“was it a vision or a waking dream? Fled is that music--do I wake or sleep?”

“Where are the songs of Spring? Aye, where are they? Think not of them; thou has thy music too.”

“Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.”