Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Can a human mind hold the entire architecture of a symphony before a single note is ever scratched onto paper? He was the "Eternal Child" of the Enlightenment, a man who spoke the language of the heavens with a dirty joke on his lips. "I pay no attention whatever to anybody's praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings," he noted, producing music that feels less like a composition and more like a natural law being discovered. He is the master of the effortless perfection, where complexity hides behind a mask of playful grace. To hear him is to realize that the universe might actually be laughing.