For the shallow delights of matrimony and opera I have no courage.

Without craftsmanship, inspiration is a mere reed shaken in the wind.

Straight-away the ideas flow in upon me, directly from God, and not only do I see distinct themes in my mind's eye, but they are clothed in the right forms, harmonies, and orchestration.

What would become of all historical biography if it was written only with consideration for other peoples' feelings?

Composers in the old days used to keep strictly to the base of the theme, as their real subject. Beethoven varies the melody, harmony and rhythms so beautifully.

To follow in Beethoven's footsteps transcends one's strength.

Study Bach. There you will find everything.