The conception is here, as everywhere in art, unfruitful. The compositon of melody, the disclosure in it of all the deepest secrets of human willing and feeling, is the work of genius, whose action, which is more apparent here than anywhere else, lies far from all reflection and conscious intention, and may be called an inspiration. In all these deviations melody expresses the multifarious efforts of will, but always its satisfaction also by the final return to an harmonious interval, and still more, to the key-note. And corresponding to this the nature of melody is a constant digression and deviation from the key-note in a thousand ways, not only to the harmonious intervals to the third and dominant, but to every tone, to the dissonant sevenths and to the superfluous degrees yet there always follows a constant return to the key-note.
For the absence of satisfaction is suffering, the empty longing for a new wish, languor, ennui. Indeed, his happiness and well-being consist simply in the quick transition from wish to satisfaction, and from satisfaction to a new wish.
Now the nature of man consists in this, that his will strives, is satisfied and strives anew, and so on for ever. Is the language of feeling and of passion, as words are the language of reason.
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