“The essence of higher instrumental music lays herein that one is able to express in tones that what one is unable to say in words.”

“The language of tones belongs equally to all mankind, and melody is the absolute language in which the musician speaks to every heart.”

“The patriot subordinates himself to his State in order to raise it above all other States and thus, as it were, to find his personal sacrifice repaid with ample interest through the might and greatness of his fatherland.”

“Music is the inarticulate speech of the heart, which cannot be compressed into words, because it is infinite.”

“What Music expresses is eternal, infinite, and ideal; she expresses not the passion, love, desire, of this or that individual in this or that condition, but Passion, Love, Desire itself, and in such infinitely varied phases as lie in her unique possession and are foreign and unknown to any other tongue...So...Here's to Victory, gained by our higher sense over the worthlessness of the vulgar! To Love, which crowns our courage...To the day, to the night!...And three cheers for Music.”

“Wolves and bears, they say, casting their savagery aside, have done like offices of pity.”

“We that are true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.”

“It is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love.”

“Always remember, a cat looks down on man, a dog looks up to man, but a pig will look man right in the eye and see his equal.”

“The poodle [Rufus] ate in the dining room with the rest of the [Churchill] family. A cloth was laid for him on the Persian carpet beside the head of the household, and no one else ate until the butler had served Rufus's meal.”

“One evening at Chequers the film was Oliver Twist. Rufus, as usual, had the best seat in the house, on his master's lap. At the point when Bill Sikes was about to drown his dog to put the police off his track, Churchill covered Rufus's eyes with his hand. He said, "Don't look now, dear. I'll tell you about it afterwards."”

“Wolves and bears, they say, casting their savagery aside, have done like offices of pity.”

“'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.”

“Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who hath any honesty in him.”

“. . . nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died As one that had been studied in his death To throw away the dearest thing he owed, As 'twere a careless trifle.”

“Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity.”

“Base is the slave that pays.”

“To do a great right do a little wrong.”

“Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.”

“Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, But never tax'd for speech.”

“Wolves and bears, they say, casting their savagery aside, have done like offices of pity.”

“Is there no pity sitting in the clouds, That sees into the bottom of my grief?”

“Soft pity enters an iron gate.”