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 "Why not begin by remembering the wonderful, mystical satisfaction of stretching onešs arms up to the piano and bringing forth - not a melody. Far from it! No, it had to be a chord. First a third, then a fifth, then a seventh. And finally, both hands helping - Oh joy! - a ninth, the dominant ninth chord. When I had discovered this my rapture knew no bounds. That was a success! Nothing since has been able to elate me so profoundly as this."
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