Is An Artist Much More

My Imagination Can Picture No Fairer Happiness Than To Continue Living For Art.

There Is Nothing Greater Than The Joy Of Composing Something Oneself And Then Listening To It.

I Once Believed That I Possessed Creative Talent, But I Have Given Up This Idea; A Woman Must Not Desire To Compose — There Has Never Yet Been One Able To Do It. Should I Expect To Be The One?

I Will Yield To Popular Demands Only Insofar As They Do Not Betray My Own Convictions.

My Health May Be Better Preserved If I Exert Myself Less, But In The End Doesn't Each Person Give His Life For His Calling?