Simplicity Is The Final Achievement.

After A Rest In Edinburgh, Where, Passing A Music-shop, I Heard Some Blind Man Playing A Mazurka Of Mine.

All The Same It Is Being Said Everywhere That I Played Too Softly, Or Rather, Too Delicately For People Used To The Piano-pounding Of The Artists Here.

Nothing Is More Odious Than Music Without Hidden Meaning.

Play Mozart In Memory Of Me - And I Will Hear You.

I Don't Know How It Is, But The Germans Are Amazed At Me And I Am Amazed At Them For Finding Anything To Be Amazed About.