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.

Easy mind, light heart. A mind that is too easy hides a heart that is too heavy.

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

The manager is to be blamed who distributes parts to his players which they are unable to act.

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

When all hopes of recognition or honor have faded into distant memory, when purity of heart meets sorrow of mind, when all the world seems to walk in blindness and yet a man works without wearying for that which he loves...only in this moment is passion truly understood

Our castle is not imposing, but is well built, and surrounded by a very fine garden. I live in the bailiff's house.