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I Conclude That The Wagnerian Operas Which Are Already In The Repertoire, And Other Masterworks As Well, Stand In No Further Need Of My Services.

I Foster A Sorrowful Conception Of Affection. Make No Sacrifices.

Music Embodies Feeling Without Forcing It To Contend And Combine With Thought, As It Is Forced In Most Arts And Especially In The Art Of Words.

You Cannot Imagine How It Spoils One To Have Been A Child Prodigy.

For The Virtuoso, Musical Works Are In Fact Nothing But Tragic And Moving Materializations Of His Emotions; He Is Called Upon To Make Them Speak, Weep, Sing And Sigh, To Recreate Them In Accordance With His Own Consciousness. In This Way He, Like The Composer, Is A Creator, For He Must Have Within Himself Those Passions That He Wishes To Bring So Intensely To Life.