Frederic Chopin

Your life-boat plies between appreciation-shore and deprecation-shore.

One man states, "He is the truest artist I have ever met."

Robert Schumann concisely concludes, "Hats off, gentlemen, a genius!"

But then, Oscar Wilde remarks, "After playing Chopin, I feel as if I had been weeping over sins that I had never committed and mourning over tragedies that were not my own."

Another man comments, "Compared with Berlioz, Chopin was a morbidly sentimental flea by the side of a roaring lion."

My heart soulfully and readily agrees with Miss Gladkowska: "Remember! Never forget that we in Poland love you....In foreign lands they may appreciate and reward you better, but they cannot love you more."