Hector Berlioz

Youth is the season of credulity.

Harmony is the soul of architecture.

The violin sings the song of the heart.

Ambition is the last refuge of the failure.

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words.

The composer paints with sounds.

Silence is the canvas upon which music is painted.

Beethoven opened the doors of music to drama.

Love and music are the wings of the soul.

The critic wounds the artist, but the artist heals the world.

Genius is eternal patience.

The symphony is the voice of the infinite.

Humor in music is the sparkle in the eye.

Life's melody is improvised.

The orchestra weeps with the oboe.

Inspiration strikes like lightning.

Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.

My last words: More music!