To Follow In Beethoven's Footsteps Transcends One's

If There Is Anyone Here Whom I Have Not Insulted, I Beg His Pardon.

If We Cannot Write With The Beauty Of Mozart, Let Us At Least Try To Write With His Purity.

Those Who Enjoy Their Own Emotionally Bad Health And Who Habitually Fill Their Own Minds With The Rank Poisons Of Suspicion, Jealousy And Hatred, As A Rule Take Umbrage At Those Who Refuse To Do Likewise, And They Find A Perverted Relief In Trying To Denigrate Them.

It Is Not Hard To Compose, But What Is Fabulously Hard Is To Leave The Superfluous Notes Under The Table.

To Follow In Beethoven's Footsteps Transcends One's Strength.