When I was five years old, my parents gave me a magic chest. I learned to cast spells, although of a childish kind, before I had learned to read and write. — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
“It is, as you can imagine, a genuine problem: I would never put up with less. It is a rather complicated problem, and my… — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
Everything that happens is at least one dimension smaller than you've imagined it to be. — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
The revolutionary Mozart is the Mozart of his last eight years. — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
How can such a disproportionately large number of people have a definite, and unusually positive relationship to Mozart? — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
When I was five years old, my parents gave me a magic chest. I learned to cast spells, although of a childish kind, before… — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
I had given up magic, because it had reached a state of perfection. I felt that I was able to transform men into animals.… — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
The riddle of Mozart is precisely that "the man" refuses to be a key for solving it. In death, as in life, he conceals… — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
“To think of how many times I have carted a lingering drunk out of my house in a wheelbarrow and leaned him up against… — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
In the view of the fact that nature is dying, political developments are of secondary importance. — Wolfgang Hildesheimer Copy Share Image
