If We Were All Determined

You Write To Become Immortal, Or Because The Piano Happens To Be Open, Or You've Looked Into A Pair Of Beautiful Eyes.

My Whole Life Has Been A Twenty Years Struggle Between Poetry And Prose, Or, If You Like To Call It So, Music And Law.

Music Induces Nightingales To Sing, Pug Dogs To Yelp.

My Symphonies Would Have Reached Opus 100 If I Had But Written Them Down... Sometimes I Am So Full Of Music, And So Overflowing With Melody, That I Find It Simply Impossible To Write Down Anything.

I Was A God-fearing Child, Innocent And Physically Attractive.