To play without passion is inexcusable!

I can do nothing but think of you... What have you done to me? Can't you remove the spell you have cast over me?

The barriers are not erected which can say to aspiring talents and industry, 'Thus far and no farther.'

My misfortune is doubly painful to me because it will result in my being misunderstood. For me there can be no recreation in the company of others, no intelligent conversation, no exchange of information with peers; only the most pressing needs can make me venture into society. I am obliged to live like an outcast.

I want to seize fate by the throat.

Music is the electric soil in which the spirit thinks, lives and invents. All that's electrical stimulates the mind to flowing surging musical creation. I am electrical by nature.

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