If Only The Whole World Could Feel

It Is A Mistake To Think That The Price Of My Art Has Become Easy To Me.

As Death, When We Come To Consider It Closely, Is The True Goal Of Our Existence, I Have Formed During The Last Few Years Such Close Relationships With This Best And Truest Friend Of Mankind That Death's Image Is Not Only No Longer Terrifying To Me, But Is Indeed Very Soothing And Consoling, And I Thank My God For Graciously Granting Me The Opportunity...of Learning That Death Is The Key Which Unlocks The Door To Our True Happiness.

I Have Never Written The Music That Was In My Heart To Write; Perhaps I Never Shall With This Brain And These Fingers, But I Know That Hereafter It Will Be Written; When Instead Of These Few Inlets Of The Senses Through Which We Now Secure Impressions From Without, There Shall Be A Flood Of Impressions From All Sides; And Instead Of These Few Tones Of Our Little Octave, There Shall Be An Infinite Scale Of Harmonies - For I Feel It - I Am Sure Of It. This World Of Music, Whose Borders Even Now I Have Scarcely Entered, Is A Reality, Is Immortal.

My Great Grandfather Used To Say To His Wife, My Great-grandmother, Who In Turn Told Her Daughter, My Grandmother, Who Repeated It To Her Daughter, My Mother, Who Used To Remind Her Daughter, My Own Sister, That To Talk Well And Eloquently Was A Very Great Art, But That An Equally Great One Was To Know The Right Moment To Stop.

God Is Ever Before My Eyes. I Realize His Omnipotence And I Fear His Anger; But I Also Recognize His Compassion, And His Tenderness Towards His Creatures.