Art Was Not Created As

Think It A Vile Habit To Alter Works Of Good Composers, To Omit Parts Of Them, Or To Insert New-fashioned Ornaments. This Is The Greatest Insult You Can Offer To Art.

Only When The Form Grows Clear To You, Will The Spirit Become So Too.

My Heart Pounds Sickeningly And I Turn Pale... I Often Feel As If I Were Dead... I Seem To Be Losing My Mind.

From A Pound Of Iron, That Costs Little, A Thousand Watch-springs Can Be Made, Whose Value Becomes Prodigious. The Pound You Have Received From The Lord,--use It Faithfully.

A Fiery, Good Beginner Always Stands Higher Than A Master In Mediocrity.