“only my art held me back. Ah, it seemed impossible to leave the world until I had produced all that I felt was within me, and so I spared this wretched life.” — Russell Martin Copy Share Image
“Two decades later, Ferdinand Hiller had proposed in a long essay—published in a special issue of the magazine Salon that celebrated Beethoven’s centenary—precisely where… — Russell Martin Copy Share Image
“Ah, how could I possibly admit weakness of the one sense which should be more perfect in me than others, a sense which I… — Russell Martin Copy Share Image
“only my art held me back. Ah, it seemed impossible to leave the world until I had produced all that I felt was within… — Russell Martin Copy Share Image
“How painful it must have been for the animated, easily impatient man to be obliged to wait for every answer, to make a pause… — Russell Martin Copy Share Image
