Even In Winter It Shall Be Green

The Official Bulletin Declared That The Poles Should Be As Proud Of Me As The Germans Are Of Mozart; Obvious Nonsense.

To Be A Great Composer Requires Immense Experience... One Acquires This By Listening Not Only To Other Men's Work, But Above All To One's Own!

I'm A Revolutionary, Money Means Nothing To Me.

Every Difficulty Slurred Over Will Be A Ghost To Disturb Your Repose Later On.

A Strange Adventure Befell Me While I Was Playing My Sonata In B Flat Minor Before Some English Friends. I Had Played The Allegro And The Scherzo More Or Less Correctly. I Was About To Attack The March When Suddenly I Saw Arising From The Body Of My Piano Those Cursed Creatures Which Had Appeared To Me One Lugubrious Night At The Chartreuse. I Had To Leave For One Instant To Pull Myself Together After Which I Continued Without Saying Anything.