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

Let your deafness no longer be a secret - even in art.

We mortals with immortal minds are only born for sufferings and joys, and one could almost say that the most excellent receive joy through sufferings.

Anyone who tells a lie has not a pure heart, and cannot make a good soup.

Only art and science make us suspect the existence of life to a higher level, and maybe also instill hope thereof.

Rossini would have been a great composer if his teacher had spanked him enough on his backside.

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