May I play something…
“May I play something of yours now?” I asked cheekily. Beethoven nodded with a smile. I played the first movement of the C Major Concerto. When I had ended, Beethoven seized both my hands, kissed me on the forehead and… More »
“May I play something of yours now?” I asked cheekily. Beethoven nodded with a smile. I played the first movement of the C Major Concerto. When I had ended, Beethoven seized both my hands, kissed me on the forehead and… More »
This is the mark of a really admirable man: steadfastness in the face of trouble. – Ludwig van Beethoven (1770 – 1827) (Image by Richard Mcall from Pixabay) (Text-to-Speech by Sound of Text, using the engine from Google Translate) More »