For us, especially for those under 40, freedom often sounds as empty-sounding commonplace catchword. In the days of Beethoven, the world was on fire, and the most influential ideological landslide shook the foundations of earthly and heavenly hierarchies, and people observed changes never before conceivable with a dread. Beethoven was condemned to a lurid solitude not only by world politics or his troubled childhood, but a ruthless illness too, which led him only two ways out. Luckily for us, he chose the harder one by creating a new, rightful and beautiful world to himself on music papers, where he could embrace the entire humanity without fear. The freedom of creation and fantasy redeemed him from the prison of his body and made him forget the principal misfortune fate may inflict on man: solitude.