Nothing Is More Beautiful Than The Sound

I Haven't Heard Anything So Great For A Long Time; Beethoven Snaps His Fingers At The Whole World.

My Piano Has Not Yet Arrived. How Did You Send It? By Marseilles Or By Perpignan? I Dream Music But I Cannot Make Any Because Here There Are Not Any Pianos . . . In This Respect This Is A Savage Country.

Simplicity Is The Final Achievement.

Time Is The Best Of Critics; And Patience The Best Of Teachers.

My Manuscripts Sleep, While I Cannot, For I Am Covered With Poultices.