For Me, Music Is Always The Language

My Symphonies Would Have Reached Opus 100 If I Had But Written Them Down... Sometimes I Am So Full Of Music, And So Overflowing With Melody, That I Find It Simply Impossible To Write Down Anything.

Thus It Is Ever In Life. The Aims We Once Pursued No Longer Satisfy Us; We Aim, We Strive, We Aspire, Until Sight Fails, And Mind And Body Find Rest In The Grave.

We Have Learned To Express The More Delicate Nuances Of Feeling By Penetrating More Deeply Into The Mysteries Of Harmony.

You Will Be Most Readily Cured Of Vanity Or Presumption By Studying The History Of Music, And By Hearing The Master Pieces Which Have Been Produced At Different Periods.

You Should Neither Play Bad Compositions, Nor, Unless Compelled, Listen To Them.