I wish I could throw off the thoughts that poison my happiness, and yet I love to indulge in them; - Frédéric Chopin

How great a joy I feel in my heart. That a day so pleasant, so dear and glorious begins, a day that I greet with the wish. That long years may pass in happiness. In health and vigour, peacefully, successfully. May the gift of heaven fall richly upon you

I wish I could throw off the thoughts which poison my happiness.

Prostota to ostatnie osiągnięcie. Po zagraniu ogromnej ilości nut i większej ilości nut, prostota staje się ukoronowaniem sztuki.

(Simplicity is the final achievement. After one has played a vast quantity of notes and more notes, it is simplicity that emerges as the crowning reward of art.)