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It Is The Power Of Music To Carry One Directly Into The Mental State Of The Composer.

Oh Continue To Love Me, Never Misjudge The Most Faithful Heart Of Your Beloved. Ever Thine. Ever Mine. Ever Ours.

The Foundation Of Friendship Demands The Greatest Likeness Of Human Souls And Hearts.

What Will Be The Judgment A Century Hence Concerning The Lorded Works Of Our Favorite Composers Today? Inasmuch As Nearly Everything Is Subject To The Changes Of Time, And - More's The Pity- The Fashions Of Time, Only That Which Is Good And True Will Endure Like A Rock And No Wanton Hand Will Ever Venture To Defile It. Then, Let Every Man Do That Which Is Right, Strive With All His Might Towards The Goal Which Can Never Be Obtained, Develop To The Last Breath The Gifts With Which The Gracious Creator Has Endowed Him, And Never Cease To Learn. For Life Is Short, Art Eternal.

We Mortals With Immortal Minds Are Only Born For Sufferings And Joys, And One Could Almost Say That The Most Excellent Receive Joy Through Sufferings.