To Send Light Into The Darkness Of

For Me, Music Is Always The Language Which Permits One To Converse With The Beyond.

I Sometimes Lack Confidence In Public, Although I Am Proud Enough Inwardly.

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.

People Compose For Many Reasons, To Become Immortal; Because The Piano Happens To Be Open; Because They Want To Become A Millionaire; Because Of The Praise Of Friends; Because They Have Looked Into A Pair Of Beautiful Eyes; Or For No Reason Whatsoever.

When Young, One Learns His Craftsmanship, May Become A Young Master, And It Is Youth That Is Most Auspicious For Developing Certain Skills.