🎹"Ever Thine, Ever Mine, Ever Ours."🎹
🎹 What I have in my heart and soul - must find a way out. That's the reason for music.
🎹 The vibrations on the air are the breath of God speaking to man's soul. Music is the language of God. We musicians are as close to God as man can be. We hear his voice, we read his lips, we give birth to the children of God, who sing his praise. That's what musicians are.
🎹 I wish you music to help with the burdens of life ,and to help you release your happiness to others.
🎹 Don't only practice your art, but force your way into its secrets; art deserves that, for it and knowledge can raise man to the Divine.
🎹 Then let us all do what is right, strive with all our might toward the unattainable, develop as fully as we can the gifts God has given us, and never stop learning
🎹 What will be the judgment a century hence concerning the lorded works of our favorite composers today? Inasmuch as nearly everything is subject to the changes of time, and - more's the pity- the fashions of time, only that which is good and true will endure like a rock and no wanton hand will ever venture to defile it. Then, let every man do that which is right, strive with all his might towards the goal which can never be obtained, develop to the last breath the gifts with which the gracious Creator has endowed him, and never cease to learn. For life is short, art eternal. (THIS!!)
🎹 Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears form the eyes of woman. (Why not both to women or men?)
🎹 I haven't a single friend; I must live alone. But well I know that God is nearer to me than to the others of my art; I associate with Him without fear, I have always recognized and understood Him, and I have no fear for my music,-it can meet no evil fate. Those who understand it must become free from all the miseries that the others drag with them.
🎹 Do you think I give a damn about your and your pathetic violin? [OH SHIT!! 😂🎹 🖕🎻]
🎹 Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life. Although the spirit be not master of that which it creates through music, yet it is blessed in this creation, which, like every creation of art, is mightier than the artist.
🎹 What you are, you are by accident of birth; what I am, I am by myself. There are and will be a thousand princes; there is only one Beethoven. [SASS MASTER!!]
🎹 From the glow of enthusiasm I let the melody escape. I pursue it. Breathless I catch up with it. It flies again, it disappears, it plunges into a chaos of diverse emotions. I catch it again, I seize it, I embrace it with delight... I multiply it by modulations, and at last I triumph in the first theme. There is the whole symphony.
🎹 You ask me where I get my ideas. That I cannot tell you with certainty. They come unsummoned, directly, indirectly - I could seize them with my hands - out in the open air, in the woods, while walking, in the silence of the nights, at dawn, excited by moods which are translated by the poet into words, by me into tones that sound and roar and storm about me till I have set them down in notes. [You can tell he was an admirer of Mozart, cause this quote sounds like his]
🎹 Music is the wine which inspires one to new generative processes, and I am Bacchus who presses out this glorious wine for mankind and makes them spiritually drunken.
🎹 What is to reach the heart must come from above; if it does not come from thence, it will be nothing but notes, body without spirit.
🎹 How glad I am to be able to roam in the wood and thicket, among trees and flowers and rocks ... in the country, every tree seems to speak to me, saying, "Holy! Holy", in the woods, there is enchantment which expresses all things.
🎹 A great poet is the most precious jewel of a nation.
🎹 In the country It seems as if every tree Said to me 'Holy! Holy!' Who can ever express The ecstasy of the woods! Almighty One, In the woods I am blessed. Happy every one in the woods. Every tree speaks through Thee. O God! What glory in the woodland.
🎹 I have always reckoned myself among the greatest admirers of Mozart, and shall do so till the day of my death. [I WIN!!😃]
🎹 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? [HE GETS ME...]
🎹 One must not hold one's self so divine as to be unwilling occasionally to make improvements in one's creations. [YES A TRUE ARTIST KNOWS THIS AND PRACTICES IT]
🎹 Never forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend, as you will always find me yours.
🎹 It is my belief one should not belittle the artist; while, however glorious his fame may seem, his time on Mount Olympus as an honourable guest of Zeus is short. It's a pity, but all too eager will the common folk drag him from this etherial heights to the low and trodden earth.
🎹 Mistakes - mistakes - you yourself are a unique mistake!
🎹 Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved. ever thine ever mine ever ours
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