Fate Gave To Man The Courage Of

Oh, How Beautiful It Is To Be Alive - Would That I Could Live A Thousand Times

A Great Poet Is The Most Precious Jewel Of A Nation.

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.

Richard Wagner Commenting On The Music Of Ludvig Van Beethoven: He Was A Titan, Wrestling With The Gods.

The Real Artist Has No Pride. Unfortunately He Sees That His Art Has No Limits. He Feels Obscurely How Far He Is From The Goal. While He Is Perhaps Being Admired By Others, He Mourns The Fact That He Has Not Yet Reached The Point To Which His Better Genius, Like A Distant Sun, Ever Beckons To Him.