Franz Liszt

Life is only a long and bitter suicide, and faith alone can transform this suicide into a sacrifice.

Music embodies feeling without forcing it to contend and combine with thought, as it is forced in most arts and especially in the art of words.

Real men are sadly lacking in this world, for when they are put to the test they prove worthless.

Shy is the oyster, fervent is the clam, peaceful is the ocean floor rocked by the sands of time.

My first career ambitions involved turning into a boy; I intended to be either a railway guard or a knight errant.

Well, I actually wrote her a letter a couple of days ago congratulating her. The tone I tried to convey in the letter is, look, you are a part of a great American historical process.