Time is a great teacher, but ufortunately, it kills all its pupils...

La vie sert à faire des opéras-comiques.

Il faut collectionner les pierres qu'on vous jette. C'est le début d'un piédestal.

Every composer knows the anguish and despair occasioned by forgetting ideas which one had no time to write down.

time is an excellent teacher - unfortunately it kills all its pupils

Shakespeare, en tombant ainsi sur moi à l'improviste, me foudroya. Son éclair, en m'ouvrant le ciel de l'art avec un fracas sublime, m'en illumina les plus lointaines profondeurs. Je reconnus la vraie grandeur, la vraie beauté, la vraie vérité dramatiques.

It is difficult to put into words what I suffered-the longing that seemed to be tearing my heart out by the roots, the dreadful sense of being alone in an empty universe, the agonies that thrilled through me as if the blood were running ice-cold in my veins, the disgust with living, the impossibility of dying. Shakespeare himself never described this torture; but he counts it, in Hamlet, among the terrible of all the evils of existence.

I had stopped composing; my mind seemed to become feebler as my feelings grew more intense. I did nothing. One power was left me-to suffer.