I have put my whole soul into this work [The Pathetique Symphony] . . . You cannot imagine what joy I feel at the thought that my days are not yet over and that I may still accomplish much.
Madam, you ask me how I compose. I compose sitting down. - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
Madam, you ask me how I compose. I compose sitting down.
- Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
The muse doesn't come without being called. - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
The muse doesn't come without being called.
Inspiration is a guest that does not willingly visit the lazy. - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
Inspiration is a guest that does not willingly visit the lazy.
Where the heart does not enter; there can be no music. - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
Where the heart does not enter; there can be no music.
Truly there would be reason to go mad were it not for music. - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
Truly there would be reason to go mad were it not for music.
To regret the past, to hope in the future, and never to be satisfied with the present: that is what I spend my whole life doing - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
To regret the past, to hope in the future, and never to be satisfied with the present: that is what I spend my whole life doing
Sometimes I observe with curiosity that uninterrupted activity which, independent of the subject of any conversation I may be carrying on, continues … - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
Sometimes I observe with curiosity that uninterrupted activity which, independent of the subject of any conversation I may be carrying on, continues …
Only music clarifies, reconciles, and consoles. But it is not a straw just barely clutched at. It is a faithful friend, protector, and comforter, and… - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
Only music clarifies, reconciles, and consoles. But it is not a straw just barely clutched at. It is a faithful friend, protector, and comforter, and…
If that condition of mind and soul, which we call inspiration, lasted long without intermission, no artist could survive it. The strings would break … - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
If that condition of mind and soul, which we call inspiration, lasted long without intermission, no artist could survive it. The strings would break …
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