I Carry A Deep Sadness Of The

Music Is The Heart Of Life." She Speaks Love; "without It, There Is No Possible Good And With It Everything Is Beautiful.

You Cannot Imagine How It Spoils One To Have Been A Child Prodigy.

Music Embodies Feeling Without Forcing It To Contend And Combine With Thought, As It Is Forced In Most Arts And Especially In The Art Of Words.

For The Virtuoso, Musical Works Are In Fact Nothing But Tragic And Moving Materializations Of His Emotions; He Is Called Upon To Make Them Speak, Weep, Sing And Sigh, To Recreate Them In Accordance With His Own Consciousness. In This Way He, Like The Composer, Is A Creator, For He Must Have Within Himself Those Passions That He Wishes To Bring So Intensely To Life.

It Is Impossible To Imagine A More Complete Fusion With Nature Than That Of The Gypsy.