I Am So Fresh In Soul And

My Indifference To Money And My Spendthrift Ways Are Disgraceful. You Have No Idea How Reckless I Am; How Often I Practically Throw Money Out Of The Window. I Am Always Making Good Resolutions, But The Next Minute I Forget And Give The Waiter Eightpence.

We May Be Sure That A Genius Like Mozart, Were He Born Today, Would Write Concertos Like Chopin And Not Like Mozart.

Remember, There Are More People In The World Than Yourself. Be Modest! You Have Not Yet Invented Nor Thought Anything Which Others Have Not Thought Or Invented Before. And Should You Really Have Done So, Consider It A Gift Of Heaven Which You Are To Share With Others.

An Evil Fate Has Deprived Me Of The Full Use Of My Right Hand, So That I Am Not Able To Play My Compositions As I Feel Them. The Trouble With My Hand Is That Certain Fingers Have Become So Weak, Probably Through Writing And Playing Too Much At One Time, That I Can Hardly Use Them.

For Me Wagner Is Impossible... He Talks Without Ever Stopping. One Can't Just Talk All The Time.