Behind Me The Branches Of

I Don't Choose What I Compose. It Chooses Me.

It's Not Just A Question Of Conquering A Summit Previously Unknown, But Of Tracing, Step By Step, A New Pathway To It.

I Have Become A Different Person. I Don't Know Whether This Person Is Better, He Certainly Is Not Happier.

Don't Bother To Look, I've Composed All This Already.

Discipline, Work. Work, Discipline.