My imagination can picture no fairer happiness than to continue living for art.

I cannot give a single concert at which I do not play one piece after the other in an agony of terror because my memory threatens to fail me. This fear torments me for days beforehand.

My imagination can picture no fairer happiness than to continue living for art.

My health may be better preserved if I exert myself less, but in the end doesn't each person give his life for his calling?

My imagination can picture no fairer happiness than to continue living for art.