There are certain times when I feel more inspired, filled with a strong power that forces me to listen to my inner voice, and when I feel more need than ever for a Pleyel piano.

Oh, how miserable it is to have no one to share your sorrows and joys, and, when your heart is heavy, to have no soul to whom you can pour out your woes.

Time is the best of critics; and patience the best of teachers.

They want me to give another concert but I have no desire to do so. You cannot imagine what a torture the three days before a public appearance are to me.

I haven't heard anything so great for a long time; Beethoven snaps his fingers at the whole world.

As something has involuntarily crept into my head through my eyes,I love to indulge it, even though it may be all wrong.

Even in winter it shall be green in my heart.