Treasures Are No Longer To Be Got

There Is Nothing Greater Than The Joy Of Composing Something Oneself And Then Listening To It.

I Cannot Give A Single Concert At Which I Do Not Play One Piece After The Other In An Agony Of Terror Because My Memory Threatens To Fail Me. This Fear Torments Me For Days Beforehand.

You Appear In The Novelletten In Every Possible Circumstance, In Every Irresistible Form... They Could Only Be Written By One Who Knows Such Eyes As Yours And Has Touched Such Lips As Yours.

The Tea Is Ice-cold, The Room Grows Colder And Colder, But I Grow Warmer And Warmer.

Why Hurry Over Beautiful Things? Why Not Linger And Enjoy Them?