I Too Had To Work Hard, So

To My Eyes And Ears The Organ Will Ever Be The King Of Instruments.

I Really Do Not Aim At Any Originality.

Melody Is The Essence Of Music. I Compare A Good Melodist To A Fine Racer, And Counterpointists To Hack Post-horses; Therefore Be Advised, Let Well Alone And Remember The Old Italian Proverb: Chi Sa Più, Meno Sa— Who Knows Most, Knows Least.

Nor Do I Hear In My Imagination The Parts Successively, But I Hear Them, As It Were, All At Once (gleich Dies Zusammen). What A Delight This Is I Cannot Tell ! All This Inventing, This Producing, Takes Place In A Pleasing Lively Dream.

To Win Applause One Must Write Stuff So Simple That A Coachman Might Sing It.