Strange, I feel as if up to now I had written no more than a few notes.

Good Morning, on July 7 My thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved I can only live wholly with you or not at all- Be calm my life, my all. Only by calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together. Oh continue to love me, never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved. Ever Thine Ever Mine Ever Yours

I love a tree more than a man.

Life would be flat without music. It is the background to all I do. It speaks to the heart in its own special way like nothing else.

After Rossini dies, who will be there to promote his music?

I have always reckoned myself among the greatest admirers of Mozart, and shall do so till the day of my death.

Whoever tells a lie is not pure of heart, and such a person can not cook a clean soup.