Rules are my very humble, obedient servants.

When I think upon my God, my heart is full of joy that the notes dance and leap from my pen.

The life's story of great geniuses is a sad one, without much tangible reward, which does not inspire future generations to face a similar fate. Alas also, it stands to reason why so many talent will not come to sparkle on the artistic firmanent.

Whenever I think of God I can only conceive of Him as a Being infinitely great and infinitely good. This last quality of the divine nature inspires me with such confidence and joy that I could have written even a miserere in tempo allegro.

Cheer up, children, I am all right.

I listened more than I studied... therefore little by little my knowledge and ability were developed.

Rules are my very humble, obedient servants.