Emotional involvement in the music of Debussy came to me late – my first tear dropped only in my mid-30s. It’s not that I didn’t like his music before – of course not – I was fascinated by it, but I was not emotionally concerned. It was not like something you are intrigued by, which then little by little becomes a real passion – I was struck as if by lightning, overwhelmed by an unbearable emotion. It has never...

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