We must learn to die, and to die in the fullest sense of the word. The fear of the end is the source of all lovelessness
Richard WagnerRead
I can't distract myself enough here, for sketches to a new opera are constantly buzzing around in my head, to the extent that I need all my strength to wrest myself from them.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the struggle of an artist to focus on the present while being overwhelmed by creative ideas.
Richard Wagner expresses the profound challenge that artists often face: the constant stream of creative thoughts and inspirations can be both a blessing and a distraction. In this quote, he reveals how the sketches for a new opera are incessantly occupying his mind, making it difficult for him to concentrate on anything else. This highlights the relentless nature of creativity and the inner conflict between the desire to create and the need for focus.
In practice
The quote can be used in a speech about the challenges of artistic creation.
We must learn to die, and to die in the fullest sense of the word. The fear of the end is the source of all lovelessness
The oldest, truest, most beautiful organ of music, the origin to which alone our music owes its being, is the human voice.
Here, everything is tragic through and through, and the will, that fain would shape a world according to its wish, at last can reach no greater satisfaction than the breaking of itself in dignified annulment.
Everything lives and lasts by the inner necessity of its being, by its own nature's need.
One might say that where Religion becomes artificial, it is reserved for Art to save the spirit of religion.
I believe in God, Mozart and Beethoven, and likewise their disciples and apostles; - I believe in the Holy Spirit and the truth of the one, indivisible Art; - I believe that this Art proceeds from God, and lives within the hearts of all illumined men.
Consulting the rules of composition before taking a photograph, is like consulting the laws of gravity before going for a walk.
I alter some things, eliminate and try again until I am satisfied. Then begins the mental working out of this material in its breadth, its narrowness, its height and depth.
A pen is to me as a beak is to a hen.
I think that when you decide to dedicate yourself to creative endeavors and surround yourself with people who are creative, you very quickly learn how hard it is to survive doing those kinds of things, not to mention make a living at them.
Bad writing is more than a matter of (expletive deleted) syntax and faulty observation; bad writing usually arises from a stubborn refusal to tell stories about what people actually do to face the fact, let us say, that murderers sometimes help old ladies cross the street.
Life is an illusion. I am held together in the nothingness by art.
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