Pytor lich was a man of great kindness. He was kind in all ways and in all directions. Those who knew him only from afar could judge solely by his financial generosity, but this constituted only the most outward and least essential side of his kindness. Though by no means incapable of outbursts of vexation or anger, he was somehow predisposed to kind actions of all sorts: he loved seeking out, and knew how to seek out, what was good both in a composer's work and in a man's soul. Without bustle and without effort, through his presence alone he eased extremes of tension, reconciled those who were quarrelling, and brought warmth, light and happiness. And if Europe mourns in him one of the greatest artistic forces in the second half of the nineteenth century, then it is only those persons who had the happiness of knowing him intimately who know what a man has been lost through his death.