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.
No one feels another's grief.
What a picture of a better world you have given us, Mozart!
Approval or blame will follow in the world to come.
Why does God endow us with compassion?
There is no such thing as happy music.