• Art and Culture

  Oh, how hard it must be to die anywhere but in one's birthplace.

  3.9 · 46 votes · 184 reads

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• Feelings

  Oh, how miserable it is to have no one to share your sorrows and joys, and, when your heart is heavy, to have no soul to whom you can pour out your woes.

  3.8 · 25 votes · 50 reads

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• Art and Culture

  Simplicity is the final achievement. After one has played a vast quantity of notes and more notes, it is simplicity that emerges as the crowning reward of art.

  4.1 · 7 votes · 195 reads

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• Art and Culture

  Sometimes I can only groan, and suffer, and pour out my despair at the piano!

  3.3 · 61 votes · 109 reads

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• Art and Culture

  The crowd intimidates me, its breath suffocates me. I feel paralyzed by its curious look, and the unknown faces make me dumb.

  3.2 · 52 votes · 162 reads

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• Society

  Vienna is a handsome, lively city, and pleases me exceedingly.

  3.3 · 55 votes · 17 reads

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What they wrote about

• Music6 of their quotes
• Happiness2 of their quotes
• Work1 of their quote
• Humankind1 of their quote
• Heart1 of their quote
• Soul1 of their quote