Zijn jullie kinderen van Goethe of van Atilla voeren jullie oorlog tegen de legers of tegen de mensheid, dood de mensen maar respecteer hun werken! - Romain Rolland

در زندگی لحظه‌های قاطعی هست که در آن، همان‌گونه که در شهرهای بزرگ سر شب ناگهان برق روشن می‌شود، آتش جاویدان در جان تیره فروزان می‌گردد. کافی است که جرقه‌ای از یک روح دیگر برجهد و آتش پرومته را به جانی که چشم به راه آن است منتقل سازد.

But, uncle, isn’t it possible to make other songs, new songs?” “Why make them? There are enough for everything. There are songs for when you are sad, and for when you are gay; for when you are weary, and for when you are thinking of home; for when you despise yourself, because you have been a vile sinner, a worm upon the earth; for when you want to weep, because people have not been kind to you; and for when your heart is glad because the world is beautiful, and you see God’s heaven, which, like Him, is always kind, and seems to laugh at you…. There are songs for everything, everything. Why should I make them?

I, too, shall wake again.