“The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal.”

Life is a flower of which love is the honey.

Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.

Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent.

Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.

It is nothing to die; it is frightful not to live.

To love or have loved, that is enough.