Gioachino Rossini

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…He was a boy who loved life, who savored its small joys, but always, always, with the music as his constant companion. It was a time of innocence, a prelude to the grand opera that his life would become, a time when his talent was a pure, unadulterated gift, yet to be weighed down by the pressures of fame and expectation. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the ancient stones of Pesaro, young Gioachino would often sit by his window, the sounds of the evening drifting in, and hum new melodies, melodies that were the very essence of his being, the first notes of an extraordinary overture.