Take a look at Mozart! Was he not quite a musician because he was only a musician, that would not and could not be anything else? Look at his "Don Juan"! Where is the music reached such an infinitely rich individuality which has managed to characterize what is right and certainly with such luxurious fullness, as here, where the musician, according to the nature of his art, was nothing more than a loving woman of course! But let us also here to ask: who will be the man, so that should certainly fall in love with this woman? Earlier than we accept the sacrifice of a woman's love, weigh carefully what kind of a man's love? Do I have to beg for it, or it is both necessary and redemptive for him!