When you play, never mind who listens to you.

The flame that is naturally clear always gives the most light and heat. If I could blend my talent for poetry and music into one, the light would burn still clearer, and I might go far.

When you play, do not trouble yourself as to who is listening. Yet always play as though a master listened to you.

My heart pounds sickeningly and I turn pale... I often feel as if I were dead... I seem to be losing my mind.

That first concept is alway the most naturally and best. The mind errs, the emotion never.

In order to compose, all you need to do is remember a tune that nobody else has thought of.

I was a God-fearing child, innocent and physically attractive.