Happy is the man who finds a true friend, and far happier is he who finds that true friend in his wife.

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

I want you for always...days, years, eternities.

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.

There are two contrary impulses which govern this man's brain-the one sane, and the other eccentric. They alternate at regular intervals.

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

No one feels another's grief.