George Sand has given us a vivid sketch of Chopin’s conscientiousness as a composer. “He shut himself up in his room for entire days,” she says, “weeping, walking about, breaking his pen, repeating and changing a bar a hundred times, and beginning again next day with minute and desperate perseverance. He spent six weeks over a single page, only to go back and write that which he had traced at the first essay.”

Contrary to his seemingly endless small revisions whilst striving for perfection we know from letters Chopin had written that he often had pieces almost fully composed in his head. No doubt, during his improvisations, many themes occurred to him which he remembered and utilized. His creativeness was often inspired by visions of female loveliness and patriotic reminiscences and when inspiration struck¬† “it descended upon his piano suddenly, completely, sublimely, or it sang itself in his head during his walks, and he made haste to hear it by rushing to the instrument.”