Strange, I Feel As If Up To

He Who Understand My Music Will Remain Free From The Miseries That The Other Men Are Dragging With Them .

Mistakes - Mistakes - You Yourself Are A Unique Mistake!

No Friend Have I. I Must Live By Myself Alone; But I Know Well That God Is Nearer To Me Than Others In My Art, So I Will Walk Fearlessly With Him.

How Glad I Am To Be Able To Roam In The Wood And Thicket, Among Trees And Flowers And Rocks ... In The Country, Every Tree Seems To Speak To Me, Saying, "holy! Holy", In The Woods, There Is Enchantment Which Expresses All Things.

Let Your Deafness No Longer Be A Secret - Even In Art.