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Oh You Men Who Think Or Say That I Am Malevolent, Stubborn, Or Misanthropic, How Greatly Do You Wrong Me. You Do Not Know The Secret Cause Which Makes Me Seem That Way To You. Oh How Harshly Was I Flung Back By The Doubly Sad Experience Of My Bad Hearing.

I Have Never Thought Of Writing For Reputation And Honor. What I Have In My Heart Must Come Out; That Is The Reason Why I Compose.

Music Is The Electric Soil In Which The Spirit Thinks, Lives And Invents. All That's Electrical Stimulates The Mind To Flowing Surging Musical Creation. I Am Electrical By Nature.

Music Is Like A Dream. One That I Cannot Hear.

Music Is A Higher Revelation Than All Wisdom And Philosophy.