The Luck Of Having Talent

At Least I Have The Modesty To Admit That Lack Of Modesty Is One Of My Failings.

Love Cannot Express The Idea Of Music, While Music May Give An Idea Of Love

Time Is A Great Teacher, But Unfortunately It Kills All Its Pupils.

To Render My Works Properly Requires A Combination Of Extreme Precision And Irresistible Verve, A Regulated Vehemence, A Dreamy Tenderness, And An Almost Morbid Melancholy.

Music And Love Are The Wings Of The Soul.