I lived for art, I lived for love Giacomo Puccini More Quotes by Giacomo Puccini More Quotes From Giacomo Puccini Inspiration is an awakening, a quickening of all man's faculties, and it is manifested in all high artistic achievements. Giacomo Puccini inspiration inspiring art The music of this opera (Madame Butterfly) was dictated to me by God. I was merely instrumental in getting it on paper and communicating it to the public. Giacomo Puccini opera butterfly paper Art is a kind of illness. Giacomo Puccini illness kind art The work comes into the world at an undetermined hour, from a still unknown, but it comes inevitably. Giacomo Puccini hours stills world See, the night doth enfold us! See, all the world lies sleeping! Giacomo Puccini sleep night lying I'm working, but there is so much still to be done! And it frightens me to think of my weight of years. But on we go, without fear or hesitation! Giacomo Puccini done years thinking Cold calculation, random spots of color, mathematically exact construction (clearly shown or concealed), drawing that is now silent and now strident . . . . Is this not form? Giacomo Puccini cold drawing color How the stars shone. How sweet the earth smelled. The orchard gate creaked, and a footstep pressed on the sand. And she entered, fragrant as a flower, and fell into my arms. Oh, sweet kisses, lingering caresses. Slowly, trembling, I gazed upon her beauty. Now my dream of true love is lost forever. My last hour has flown, and I die, hopeless, and never have I loved life more.” Giacomo Puccini
