Ludwig van Beethoven Quotes - Page 4

Wherever you are, I am there also.

Rossini would have been a great composer if his teacher had spanked him enough on his backside.

I know no other sign of superiority than Goodness.

He who understand my music will remain free from the miseries that the other men are dragging with them .

The Music is the only corporeal introduction to the superior world of Knowledge.

Händel is the greatest and ablest of all composers; from him I can still learn.

ever thine, ever mine, ever ours

I liked your opera. I think I will set it to music.

Artists who have won fame are often embarrassed by it; thus their first works are often their best.

In praise of Thy goodness I must confess that Thou didst try with all Thy means to draw me to Thee. Sometimes it pleased Thee to let me feel the heavy hand of Thy displeasure and to humiliate my proud heart by manifold castigations. Sickness and misfortune didst Thou send upon me to turn my thoughts to my errantries.-One thing, only, O Father, do I ask: cease not to labor for my betterment. In whatsoever manner it be, let me turn to Thee and become fruitful in good works.

Art! Who comprehends her? With whom can one consult concerning this great goddess?

In the country It seems as if every tree Said to me 'Holy! Holy!' Who can ever express The ecstasy of the woods! Almighty One, In the woods I am blessed. Happy every one in the woods. Every tree speaks through Thee. O God! What glory in the woodland.

Oh you men who think or say that I am malevolent, stubborn, or misanthropic, how greatly do you wrong me. You do not know the secret cause which makes me seem that way to you. Oh how harshly was I flung back by the doubly sad experience of my bad hearing.

I would rather write 10,000 notes than a single letter of the alphabet.

It seemed unthinkable for me to leave the world forever before I had produced all that I felt called upon to produce

But what a humiliation for me when someone standing next to me heard a flute in the distance and I heard nothing, or someone standing next to me heard a shepherd singing and again I heard nothing. Such incidents drove me almost to despair; a little more of that and I would have ended my life - it was only my art that held me back.

Oh, how beautiful it is to be alive - would that I could live a thousand times

A great poet is the most precious jewel of a nation.

such incidents brought me to the verge of despair, but little more and I would have put an end to my life - only art it was that withheld me, - ah, it seemed impossible to leave the world until I had produced all that I had felt called upon to produce.

I have always reckoned myself among the greatest admirers of Mozart, and shall do so till the day of my death.

Artists are fiery; they do not weep.

Good Morning, on July 7 My thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved I can only live wholly with you or not at all- Be calm my life, my all. Only by calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together. Oh continue to love me, never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved. Ever Thine Ever Mine Ever Yours

My heart is full of many things there are moments when I feel that speech is nothing after all.

I carry my thoughts about with me for a long time... before writing them down... once I have grasped a theme. I shall not forget it even years later. I change many things, discard others, and try again and again until I am satisfied; then, in my head... [the work] rises, it grows, I hear and see the image n front of me from every angle... and only the labor of writing it down remains... I turn my ideas into tones that resound, roar, and rage until at last they stand before me in the form of notes.

Let your deafness no longer be a secret - even in art.