Karl-Heinz Teuber

Karl-Heinz Teuber

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  • Height: 5' 8" (1.73 m)
  • Extended Reading
    • Bryce 2022-03-21 09:01:10

      I can't rewrite the perfect work

      Not historical facts, out of fiction. But the story is well told.
      It should be a story about jealousy. Talent (God's spokesperson) not only exposes the ugly face of mediocrity through contrast, but is also the enemy of mediocrity. Conversely, mediocrity is also the enemy of talent.
      Or not as simple...

    • Luisa 2022-04-19 09:01:11

      The man who smiles like a monkey

      I really want to express but I can't say it.
      I just know I really love him.
      Although he is a bit rude, presumptuous and proud, I still like him.
      His passion for music, he is naive..
      He is indeed a child. Such as Stan What Z's mother said, she married a child..
      but his temperament is what I like. It...

    • Lamar 2022-03-25 09:01:05

      Four and a half stars: The crazy and dramatic life of the genius Mozart, with a very unique perspective. But as a biography, it is always a story. The only thing that is sure to be true is his music. I really like it...

    • Mona 2022-03-23 09:01:09

      "When you write a biography for a good friend, you must write it as if you are avenging him"-Julian Barnes "Flaubert's Parrot"

    Amadeus quotes

    • Antonio Salieri: [to Father Vogel] So rose the dreadful ghost from his next and blackest opera. There, on the stage, stood the figure of a dead commander. And I knew, only I understood that the horrifying aparition was Leopold, raised from the dead! Wolfgang had actually summoned up his own father to accuse his son before all the world! It was terrifying and wonderful to watch. And now the madness began in me. The madness of the man splitting in half. Through my influence, I saw to it Don Giovanni was played only five times in Vienna. But in secret, I went to every one of those five, worshipping sounds I alone seem to hear. And hour after hour, as I stood there, understanding how that bitter old man was still possessing his poor son even from beyond the grave. I began to see a way, a terrible way, I could finally triumph over God.

    • Emanuel Schikaneder: [to Mozart] Look, you little clown, do you know how many people I've hired for you? Do you know how many people are waiting?

      Constanze Mozart: [shouting] Leave him alone! He's doing his best!

      Emanuel Schikaneder: [to Mozart] I'm paying these people, don't you understand? I'm paying these people to wait while you do nothing! It's ridiculous!

      Constanze Mozart: You know what's ridiculous? Your libretto, that's what's ridiculous! Only an idiot would ask Wolfie to work on that stuff! 12-foot snakes, magic flutes?

      Emanuel Schikaneder: What's so intelligent about writing a Requiem mass?

      Constanze Mozart: Money! Money!

      Emanuel Schikaneder: She's mad, Wolfie. Write it down please. Just write it down on paper. It's no good to anybody in your head. To hell with your death mass.