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Magister Neuhaus, Plato and Dostoevskij

M a g i s t e r  N e u h a u s
P l a t o and D o s t o e v s k i j

Silence, five or six seconds for an eternal harmony


A maieutical method for LIFE and MUSIC, HARMONY and NATURE

(Richter on Heinrich Neuhaus) ...I learned a lot from him, even though he kept saying that there was nothing he could teach me. Music is written to be played and listened to and has always seemed to me to be able to manage without words... This was exactly the case with Heinrich Neuhaus. In his presence I was almost always reduced to total silence. This was an extremely good thing, as it meant that we concentrated exclusively on the music. Above all, he taught me the meaning of silence and the meaning of singing. He said I was incredibly obstinate and did only what I wanted to. It's true that I've only ever played what I wanted. And so he left me to do as I liked...


Sviatoslav Richter created his Art, following his ideas - with possession than a genie - like only Socrates follows his demon. But this isn't Richter's affinity also in Dostoevsky's art? Lazar Berman: "There was something of Dostoevsky, and then deeply Russian, and not intellectual, in Richter, in this his having to go through the purification of suffering .."

  • "I went to the artisans, for I was conscious that I knew nothing at all, as I may say, and I was sure that they knew many fine things of which I was ignorant, and in this they certainly were wiser than I was. But I observed that even the good artisans fell into the same error as the poets; because they were good workmen they thought they knew all sorts of high matters, and this defect in them overshadowed their wisdom — therefore I asked myself on behalf of the oracle, whetherI would like to be as I was, neither having their knowledge nor their ignorance, or like them in both; and I made answer to myself and the oracle that I was better off as I was. . ."
From Plato's account of the trial of Socrates


  • "There are seconds, they come only five or six at a time, and you suddenly feel the presence of eternal harmony, fully achieved. It is nothing earthly; not that it's heavenly, but man cannot endure it in his earthly state. One must change physically or die. The feeling is clear and indisputable. As if you suddenly sense the whole of nature and suddenly say: yes, this is true. God, when he was creating the world, said at the end of each day of creation: 'Yes, this is true, this is good.' This . . . this is not tender heartedness, but simply joy. You don't forgive anything, because there is no longer anything to forgive. You don't really love — oh, what is here is higher than love! What's most frightening is that it's so terribly clear, and there's such joy. If it were longer than five seconds — the soul couldn't endure it and would vanish. In those five seconds I live my life through, and for them I would give my whole life, because it's worth it. To endure ten seconds one would have to change physically . . . " 
Fëdor Michailovič Dostoevskij (Demons)





(C.G.)


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