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According to Dieter Hellfeld, a member of the Swedish Academy
Stavrovicha, is a selfish, vain, and unattractive creature who deserts her husband in favour of a young officer, Balashev. Her elderly, betrayed
What!You know German?
My God, so much I like to drink Scotch that sometimes I think my name is Igor Stra-whiskey.
A landscape, torn by mists and clouds, in which I can see ruins of old churches, as well as of Greek temples - that is Brahms.
I met Scott Stapp when the band was first coming up, great guy. I haven't seen him for years, but a great guy.
Richard Wagner, a musician who wrote music which is better than it sounds.
We might as well swing boys, because Stravinsky cuts us all.
The beauty of a Stradivarius is that you can play in Carnegie Hall without any amplification, and it has this - the sound has, inside it, has something that projects, and it has multifaceted sound, something that kind of gets lost when you use amplification anyway.
Strasser hoped to replace the Programme of 1920. In November, he took the first steps in composing the Community's own draft programme. It advocated a racially integrated German nation at the heart of a central European customs union, the basis of a united states of Europe.
THE WORLD OF YESTERDAY is ostensibly an autobiography but in truth it is much more than that. In this remarkably fine new translation, Anthea Bell perfectly captures Stefan Zweig's glorious evocation of a lost world, Vienna's golden age, in which he grew up and flourished.
Wagner's music is better than it sounds.
Patron Saint of Failures St Birgitta of Sweden.
Stravinsky is masterly: his harmony is conceived so precisely that it can only be the way it is.
Sassenach I might be to him, but not English.
Stoichkov's playing on the wing, in this situation he likes to come in and scalp the centre-half.
Hamburg will have a new and important attraction with which it can distinguish itself from other cities. But the important thing is that activities should not just be limited to the building, but that the concert hall should symbolize a general mood of creative rejuvenation.
from Volkheimer to Werner.
Please write music like Wagner, only louder.
In the course of time, Michael Strogoff reached a high station in the Empire. But it is not the history of his success, but the history of his trials, which deserves to be related.
I'm a huge science fiction fan, and I'm a huge fan of J. Michael Straczynski.
Stoller is one of my favorite comedic directors - one of my favorite directors that I've worked with to date.
I grew up in Zurich until I was 12, and I've always come to Vorderer Sternen for a sausage, a hunk of bread, and some mustard.
Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne.
The stag had been showing me my strength-not just the price of mercy but the power it bestowed. And mercy was something the Darkling would never understand.
In the age of mediocrity and clones, John Stowell's uniqueness and originality are a breath of fresh air. I love playing with him.
I assure you, my friends, I am cone sold stober.
Warhol is the pre-Helnwein.
At Dresden on the Elbe, that handsome city,
Where straw hats, verses, and cigars are made,
They've built (it well may make us feel afraid,)
A music club and music warehouse pretty.
The greatest work of art about New York? The question seems nebulous. The city's magic and majesty are distilled in the photographs of Alfred Stieglitz and Paul Strand.
Stendhal wrote that music was the highest form of art and that all the other forms really wanted to be music. This was of course a Platonic idea, all the other art forms depict something else, music is the only one that is something in itself, it was absolutely incomparable.
Killing a stag is like killing a child.
Wagner is the Puccini of music.
[Otto Struve] made the remark once that he never looked at the spectrum of a star, any star, where he didn't find something important to work on.
Ordinarily, anyone who made such a remark to my face would go to the top of my short list for strychnine.
Sex parties, alcohol and drugs lost their appeal to Sven after a while. Music never did, in his continual search for that sober connection
intimacy with one person over a long period of time, as opposed to periods of intimacy with a bunch of random faces.
I don't like traditions, I am very personal, very independent, I don't like intimate ladies, I mean in German lieder there's a lot of copy, a lot of imitation, a lot of tradition, and this I have put it aside.
The Germans have four violin concertos. The greatest, most uncompromising is Beethoven's. The one by Brahms vies with it in seriousness. The richest, the most seductive, was written by Max Bruch. But the most inward, the heart's jewel, is Mendelssohn's.
My name is Gerhard Braun, and I am God.
But something's missing ( Aber etwas fehlt ).
I did not care for Wagner. My tastes are more classical. Der Fuhrer had no musical taste and liked Wagner because of the bombastic Teutonic glories.
In 1989, roughly one in fifty East Germans between the ages of eighteen and eighty worked for the Stasi in some capacity.
We've been listening to Wagner, which is so great.
We serve the Reich, Pfennig. It does not serve us.
West Germany's Briegel hasn't been able to get past anyone yet - that's his trademark.
I don't know what the word is in Austrian.
Thiel, tall, troubled, bewildered
Steinitz was a thinker worthy of a seat in the halls of a university. A player, as the world believed he was, he was not; his studious temperament made that impossible; and thus he was conquered by a player and in the end little valued by the world, he died.
Die Welt der Kunst & Fantasie ist die wahre, the rest is a nightmare.
BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.
I always have loved the Stradivarius. My teacher, Josef Gingold, he had a Stradivarius. As a treat, he would put it under my chin and let me play a few notes, and I remember that feeling of the overtones, the complexity of the sound. It's like a great wine.
It's the misfortune of German authors that not a single one of them dares to expose his true character. Everyone thinks that he has to be better than he is.
WhO's NeXt?!
~I'm BaCk!
~Golberg
I think Koenigsegg is Swedish for: Oh no, my head has just exploded!
The German language is so sonorous, isn't it? Beautiful language ... the language of poetry. Angry, angry poetry.
Perhaps I am even envious of Stendhal? He robbed me of the best atheist joke which precisely I could have made: 'God's only excuse is that he does not exist' ... I myself have said somewhere: what hitherto been the greatest objection to existence? God ...
German? I don't know what that means ... we don't say that in America
Herr Vogel from Heide Strasse. Made all his money from his father. He throws it away on women
When I perform Strauss, it is as if the music fits me like a glove. My voice seems to lie in a happy area in this music, which is lyrical and passionate at the same time.
In Styria, we, though by no means magnificent people, inhabit a castle, or schloss.
I've been writing a lot about my encounter with love. Which is the white stag as far as songwriting is concerned because love songs are so banal, and my experience with love is anything but that.
From the opening lines, Sleeping with Schubert is a hilarious, whimsical romp through the looking glass of a great musical mystery. The writing snaps, crackles, and pops with humor as Bonnie Marson makes Schubert a sexy, happening kind of guy who gives new meaning to our dreaming the impossible.
There are some experiences in life which should not be demanded twice from any man, and one of them is listening to the Brahms Requiem.
Boy, those Germans have a word for everything!
I attended the elementary school at Schweinfurt and the secondary school.
Researched Heinrich Fuchs. There were a lot of Fuchs in Splugen. Splugen was full of dumb Fuchs. The Swiss are famous for maintaining neutrality, except, apparently, when it comes to shooting at monstrous bugs with someone else's sperm.
The Detroit String Quartet played Brahms last night. Brahms lost.
meinstein n. My son, the genius.
Stefan G. Bucher is a man possessed.
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche commenting on the music of Georges Bizet: His music has the tang of sunny climates, their bracing air, their clearness. It voices a sensibility hitherto unknown to us.
The other package has pieces of dried stag stick. The pups like chewing on those."
"What's a stag stick?" Meg asked, taking the packages.
He stared at her for a moment. Then he put a fist below his belt and popped out a thumb.
"Oh," Meg said. "Oh.
Ah, there should be a young man, ein schone Junge carrying Blumen, a bouquet of roses. There should be cold Rhine wine and Strausswaltzes, and on the long way home kisses in the shadow of an archway, like a Cinderella.
St. Soren, Bastard Patron Saint of Manipulation
There's something about the Strat's shape that is at once masculine and feminine
It's a historical fact that the Stasi did horrible things and that they monitored a lot of people in East Germany, but I find it very interesting to think about the importance of the Western secret services back then and still working today.
One of the odd things about Stendhal is that though he was always on the watch lest anyone made a fool of him, he was constantly making a fool of himself.
The trick to playing second fiddle is to play it like second Stradivarius.
Dear Friedrich, the world's still false, cruel and beautiful...
The SA is, and remains, Germany's destiny.
Sygmnd was a poor Austrian who'd lost all the vowels in his name in a boating accident.
Out, Himmler! Out of my sight! Go and visit your club-footed daughter! Bring her sauerkraut! Sauerkraut and heroin, Thorndike! She will love it! She will - !
An agile but unintelligent and abnormal German, possessed of the mania of grandeur.
I love Wagner, but the music I prefer is that of a cat hung up by its tail outside a window and trying to stick to the panes of glass with its claws.
Wer rastet, rostet - what rests, rusts.
Strigoi or not, I didn't trust him. He was a jerk, and I silently screamed at Lissa to get out of there, not that my screaming did much good. Stupid one-way bond.
Mr. Mum's Rudesheimer
And the church of St. Geryon
Are the two things alone
That deserve to be known
In the body-and-soul-stinking town of Cologne.
The present-day Prussian is one of the most dangerous enemies of culture
I dig Strauss and Wagner. Those cats are good.
How much beer is in German intelligence?
Whoever wants to understand National Socialist Germany must know Wagner.
I, Geric-Sinath of Gerhard, declare that you're beautiful and you're perfect and I'll slay any man who tries to take you from my side. Goose girl, may I kiss you?
Expected, well suited to Germany's guerrilla
Between 1950 and 1951, I worked as a temporary employee in the Cologne Bureau of Statistics. From summer 1951 on, I have lived as a freelance writer with a fixed postal address in Cologne but with a continually shifting place of work.
There is a bit of Hans Christian Andersen in every Dane.
Beerbohm was a genius of the purest kind. He stands at the summit of his art.
Stoichkov is a great person and an exceptional player ... Only if we had him at Napoli ... can you imagine the Stoichkov-Maradona attacking duo?
With Schubert, a lot of the melodies are very simple, but he's in this groove. He's in touch with his heart.
I like Wagner's music better than anybody's. It is so loud that one can talk the whole time without other people hearing what one says.
To Strauss the composer I take off my hat; to Strauss the man I put it back on again.
Stieglitz conceived, though he never carried out, a series of photographs of the heads of stallions and mares, of bulls and cows, in the act of mating, hoping to catch in the brute an essential quality that would symbolize the probably unattainable photograph of a passionate human mating.