Nothing Is More Beautiful Than The Sound

Sometimes I Can Only Groan, And Suffer, And Pour Out My Despair At The Piano.

Having Nothing To Do, I Am Correcting The Paris Edition Of Bach; Not Only The Engraver's Mistakes, But Also The Mistakes Hallowed By Those Who Are Supposed To Understand Bach (i Have No Pretensions To Understand Better, But I Do Think That Sometimes I Can Guess).

As Long As I Have Health And Strength, I Will Gladly Work All My Days.

Mozart Encompasses The Entire Domain Of Musical Creation, But I've Got Only The Keyboard In My Poor Head.

Among The Numerous Pleasures Of Vienna The Hotel Evenings Are Famous. During Supper Strauss Or Lanner Play Waltzes...after Every Waltz They Get Huge Applause; And If They Play A Quodlibet, Or Jumble Of Opera, Song And Dance, The Hearers Are So Overjoyed That They Don't Know What To Do With Themselves. It Shows The Corrupt Taste Of The Viennese Public.