The Only True Immortality Lies In One's

Straight-away The Ideas Flow In Upon Me, Directly From God, And Not Only Do I See Distinct Themes In My Mind's Eye, But They Are Clothed In The Right Forms, Harmonies, And Orchestration.

We Cling Nervously To The Melody, But We Don't Handle It Freely, We Don't Really Make Anything New Out Of It, We Merely Overload It.

Those Are Miracles That No Merely Human Brain Can Work. The Artist Is Merely The Sound Conduct Of A Force That Dictates To Him What He Should Do.

Ah, That Tastes Nice. Thank You.

One Should Never Forget That By Actually Perfecting One Piece One Gains And Learns More Than By Starting Or Half-finishing A Dozen.