German - Composer | June 8, 1810 - July 29, 1856
I am so fresh in soul and spirit that life gushes and bubbles around me in a thousand springs.
Robert Schumann
LifeInspirationalSoulI AmMe
To send light into the darkness of men's hearts - such is the duty of the artist.
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Nature best teaches how to pray, and how to reverence all the gifts the Almighty has given us. She is like a vast outspread handkerchief, embroidered with God's eternal name, on which we may dry alike our tears of sorrow and of joy; she turns weeping into ecstasy, and fills our hearts with speechless, quiet reverence and resignation.
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You write to become immortal, or because the piano happens to be open, or you've looked into a pair of beautiful eyes.
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My indifference to money and my spendthrift ways are disgraceful. You have no idea how reckless I am; how often I practically throw money out of the window. I am always making good resolutions, but the next minute I forget and give the waiter eightpence.
GoodMoneyI AmWindowYouForget
Talent works, genius creates.
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If we were all determined to play the first violin we should never have an ensemble. therefore, respect every musician in his proper place.
RespectPlacePlayNeverFirst
An evil fate has deprived me of the full use of my right hand, so that I am not able to play my compositions as I feel them. The trouble with my hand is that certain fingers have become so weak, probably through writing and playing too much at one time, that I can hardly use them.
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My symphonies would have reached Opus 100 if I had but written them down... Sometimes I am so full of music, and so overflowing with melody, that I find it simply impossible to write down anything.
MusicI AmImpossibleFindDown
Mendelssohn I consider the first musician of the day; I doff my hat to him as my superior. He plays with everything, especially with the grouping of the instruments in the orchestra, but with such ease, delicacy and art, with such mastery throughout.
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Thus it is ever in life. The aims we once pursued no longer satisfy us; we aim, we strive, we aspire, until sight fails, and mind and body find rest in the grave.
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My heart pounds sickeningly and I turn pale... I often feel as if I were dead... I seem to be losing my mind.
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