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Can That Which Has Cost The Artist Days, Weeks, Months And Even Years Of Reflection Be Understood In A Flash By A Dilettante?

My Heart Pounds Sickeningly And I Turn Pale... I Often Feel As If I Were Dead... I Seem To Be Losing My Mind.

It Was An Unforgettable Picture To See Chopin Sitting At The Piano Like A Clairvoyant, Lost In His Dreams; To See How His Vision Communicated Itself Through His Playing, And How, At The End Of Each Piece, He Had The Sad Habit Of Running One Finger Over The Length Of The Plaintive Keyboard, As Though To Tear Himself Forcibly Away From His Dream.

You Should Diligently Play Scales And Fingerpractices. There Are Many, However, Who Believe They'll Achieve All, By Practicing Daily On Technique For Hours On End, Up Till High Age. It's Like Practicing Every Day To Enumerate The Alfabet Faster And Faster. One Would Think One Could Make Better Use Of Their Valuable Time.

To Send Light Into The Darkness Of Men's Hearts - Such Is The Duty Of The Artist.