I am composing like a god, as if it simply had to be done as it has been done.

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

I am in the world only for the purpose of composing.

There is no such thing as happy music.

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.

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

Above all things, I must not get angry. If I do get angry I knock all the teeth out of the mouth of the poor wretch who has angered me.