“Beethoven’s Love for His Mother”
“I found my mother still alive but in a most deplorable state; the disease was consumption, and about seven weeks ago, after much pain and suffering, she died. She was such a kind, loving mother to me, and my best friend. Ah, who was happier than I when I could still utter the sweet name, mother, and it was heard? And to whom now can I speak it?” — Beethoven
He sang it to the world as his love for her, as her love for him.
