human
I beg you, my dear friend, when you play my music, to play it as it is written or not at all.
gpt
Play it yourself then, said Liszt, rising from the piano.
human
With pleasure, answered Chopin. At that moment the wind put out the light. When they were about to relight it, Chopin said,
gpt
No, the moonlight is enough. His hands then wandered over the keys, and for more than an hour he played so beautifully that his listeners were in tears.
human
You are right, my friend, said Liszt;
gpt
Chopin, how is it that you have never composed an opera?
human
Ah, my friend, let me compose nothing but music for the piano. It takes a much wiser man than I to compose operas.