There are eight girls in the house in which I am living, and practically all of them are good looking. You can realize that I am kept busy.

If only your pure and clean mind could touch me, dear Haydn, nobody has a greater reverence for you than I have.

Approval or blame will follow in the world to come.

You believe happiness to be derived from the place in which once you have been happy, but in truth it is centered in ourselves.

One bites into the brass mouthpiece of his wooden cudgel, and the other blows his cheeks out on a French horn. Do you call that Art?

No one understands another's grief, no one understands another's joy... My music is the product of my talent and my misery. And that which I have written in my greatest distress is what the world seems to like best.

I never force myself to be devout except when I feel so inspired, and never compose hymns of prayers unless I feel within me real and true devotion.