Character: Hoffman

The freedom of the spirit is ephemeral, it is limited by the reality of being.

There is no single fraternal humanity, there are different enemies, at times donning friendly guises, while their life principle is mutual coercion. Harmony is established for short minutes, the prevailing law is separation, disunity, disgrace and murder.

In man-automatic machines, it is not even mechanics that is important, but the replacement of psychology with technology, the mechanization of the inner world, the transformation of mental life into a reaction-response characteristic of simple devices.

The purpose of art is to provide a person with pleasant entertainment and turn him away from more serious, or, rather, the only occupations that are appropriate for him, that is, from those that provide him with bread and honor in the state, so that he can then, with redoubled attention and diligence, return to his real goal. existence - to be a good cogwheel in the state mill and ... to start spinning and spinning again.

Music opens up an unknown kingdom, a world that has nothing to do with the outside.

In the wonderful voices of the forest, Balthazar heard an inconsolable complaint of nature, and it seemed that he himself should dissolve in this complaint, and his whole existence is a feeling of the deepest irresistible pain.

But is it possible to put artist the insult deeper than that when the crowd believes him to be their equal? After all, it happens every day! How often I was just sick when some stupid fellow started to talk about art, quoted Goethe and tried to get to remove the spirit of poetry and that one spark could wipe out pathetic kaboomza.

Of course, everyone is free... and so on. But I have to say, do not understand that a meal be without a glass of wine...