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

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

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

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

O Mozart, immortal Mozart, how many, how infinitely many inspiring suggestions of a finer, better life you have left in our souls!

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

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