As For Famous Men Who Were Not

Life Is Only A Long And Bitter Suicide, And Faith Alone Can Transform This Suicide Into A Sacrifice.

My Piano Is To Me What A Ship Is To The Sailor, What A Steed Is To The Arab. It Is The Intimate Personal Depository Of Everything That Stirred Wildly In My Brain During The Most Impassioned Days Of My Youth. It Was There That All My Wishes, All My Dreams, All My Joys, And All My Sorrows Lay.

I Foster A Sorrowful Conception Of Affection. Make No Sacrifices.

The Character Of Instrumental Music... Lets The Emotions Radiate And Shine In Their Own Character Without Presuming To Display Them As Real Or Imaginary Representations.

You Cannot Imagine How It Spoils One To Have Been A Child Prodigy.