Play Always As If In The Presence

My Whole Life Has Been A Twenty Years Struggle Between Poetry And Prose, Or, If You Like To Call It So, Music And Law.

If, While At The Piano, You Attempt To Form Little Melodies, That Is Very Well; But If They Come Into Your Mind Of Themselves, When You Are Not Practising, You May Be Still More Pleased; For The Internal Organ Of Music Is Then Roused In You. The Fingers Must Do What The Head Desires; Not The Contrary.

The Poet Sees Better Than Other Mortals. I Do Not See Things As They Are, But According To My Own Subjective Impression, And This Makes Life Easier And Simpler.

Can That Which Has Cost The Artist Days, Weeks, Months And Even Years Of Reflection Be Understood In A Flash By A Dilettante?

Play Always As If In The Presence Of A Master.