Approval or blame will follow in the world to come.

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

Who can do anything after Beethoven?

No one really understands the grief or joy of another. We always imagine that we are approaching some other, but our lines of travel are actually parallel.

My compositions spring from my sorrows. Those that give the world the greatest delight were born of my deepest griefs.

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?

What a picture of a better world you have given us, Mozart!