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 try to decorate my imagination as much as I can.

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.

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?

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

Love is in the air these days, so we thought we'd give a try to make your day a little brighter.

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