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Danh ngôn của Franz Liszt (Sứ mệnh: 7)

Supreme serenity still remains the Ideal of great Art. The shapes and transitory forms of life are but stages toward this Ideal, which Christ's religion illuminates with His divine light.
Music embodies feeling without forcing it to contend and combine with thought, as it is forced in most arts and especially in the art of words.
Mournful and yet grand is the destiny of the artist.
Life is only a long and bitter suicide, and faith alone can transform this suicide into a sacrifice.
I did not compose my work as one might put on a church vestment... rather it sprung from the truly fervent faith of my heart, such as I have felt it since my childhood.
Beware of missing chances; otherwise it may be altogether too late some day.