Let Your Intimate Friends Be Chosen From

Send Light To The Dark Hearts Of Men, That Is The Duty The Artist.

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.

Thus It Is Ever In Life. The Aims We Once Pursued No Longer Satisfy Us; We Aim, We Strive, We Aspire, Until Sight Fails, And Mind And Body Find Rest In The Grave.

Endeavour To Play Easy Pieces Well And With Elegance; That Is Better Than To Play Difficult Pieces Badly.

You Will Be Most Readily Cured Of Vanity Or Presumption By Studying The History Of Music, And By Hearing The Master Pieces Which Have Been Produced At Different Periods.