Ludwig van Beethoven — "Ah how could I possibly admit such an infirmity in the one sense which should ha…"
Ah how could I possibly admit such an infirmity in the one sense which should have been more perfect in me than in others[?]
Ah how could I possibly admit such an infirmity in the one sense which should have been more perfect in me than in others[?]
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"I will show the world that I am a great artist."
"Only the pure in heart can make a good soup."
"I have never thought of writing for reputation and honor. What I have in my heart must come out; that is the reason why I compose."
"Music is the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend."
"My condition has not improved, and I am still suffering from my hearing."
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