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The virtuoso is not a mason, chiselling his
stone conscientiously according to the sketches of the architect. He
is not a passive tool for reproducing feelings and thoughts, without
adding anything of his own. He is not a more or less experienced
“interpreter” of works which leave him no scope for his own comments
. . . For the virtuoso, musical works are in fact nothing but tragic
and moving materializations of his emotions; he is called upon to
make them speak, weep, sing and sigh, to recreate them in accordance
whit his own consciousness. In this way he, like the composer, is a
creator, for he must have within himself those passions that he
wishes to bring so intensely to life . . .
Franz Liszt
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