Nothing Is More Beautiful Than The Sound

Simplicity Is The Final Achievement.

My Manuscripts Sleep, While I Cannot, For I Am Covered With Poultices.

All The Same It Is Being Said Everywhere That I Played Too Softly, Or Rather, Too Delicately For People Used To The Piano-pounding Of The Artists Here.

Sometimes I Can Only Groan, And Suffer, And Pour Out My Despair At The Piano.

Vienna Is A Handsome, Lively City, And Pleases Me Exceedingly.