Music is my refuge and also my battlefield.
The man who has no inner life is the slave to his surroundings.
Le Bonheur! Sa dent, douce à la mort, m'avertissait au chant du coq, — ad matutinum, au Christus venit, — dans les plus sombres villes.
Innovation often comes from rethinking the ordinary.
关于爱情最悲哀的事情不仅是它不能永远持续,而且心碎很快就会被遗忘。