Occupation: Composer Death: October 17, 1849
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 w….
A long time ago I decided that my universe will be the soul and heart of man..
If I were still stupider than I am, I should think myself at the apex of my career; yet I know how much I still lack, to reach perfection; I see it t….
Every difficulty slurred over will be a ghost to disturb your repose later on..