A man endures misfortune without complaint.

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

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

Why should the composer be more guilty than the poet who warms to fantasy by a strange flame, making an idea that inspires him the subject of his own very different treatment?

It sometimes seems to me as if I do not belong to this world at all. I deplore music that engenders in people not love but madness: which rouses them to scornful laughter instead of lifting their thoughts to God.

Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

The guitar is a wonderful instrument which is understood by few.