Ocupation: Cellist
Life: December 29, 1876 - October 22, 1973
Birthday: December 29
Death: October 22
I was at Mount Tamalpais near San Francisco hiking when a boulder came hurling down the mountainside and smashed my left hand. When I looked at my mangled bloody fingers, I had a strange reaction. 'Thank God I will never have to play again,' I said. The fact is that dedication to one's art does involve a sort of enslavement.
topic: Art, Work, Dedication, Enslavement, Hurling