Art Demands Of Us That We Shall

I Shall Hear In Heaven.

When I Open My Eyes I Must Sigh, For What I See Is Contrary To My Religion, And I Must Despise The World Which Does Not Know That Music Is A Higher Revelation Than All Wisdom And Philosophy.

There Is No Greater Pleasure For Me Than To Practice And Exhibit My Art.

Recommend Virtue To Your Children, That Alone - Not Wealth - Can Give Happiness. It Upholds In Adversity And The Thought Of It And My Art Prevents Me From Putting An End To My Life.

From The Glow Of Enthusiasm I Let The Melody Escape. I Pursue It. Breathless I Catch Up With It. It Flies Again, It Disappears, It Plunges Into A Chaos Of Diverse Emotions. I Catch It Again, I Seize It, I Embrace It With Delight... I Multiply It By Modulations, And At Last I Triumph In The First Theme. There Is The Whole Symphony.