Handel, to him I bow the knee.

My misfortune is doubly painful to me because it will result in my being misunderstood. For me there can be no recreation in the company of others, no intelligent conversation, no exchange of information with peers; only the most pressing needs can make me venture into society. I am obliged to live like an outcast.

Whoever tells a lie is not pure of heart, and such a person can not cook a clean soup.

After Rossini dies, who will be there to promote his music?

Handel is the greatest composer that ever lived... I would uncover my head and kneel down on his tomb.

Recommend to your children virtue; that alone can make them happy, not gold.

Men are not only together when they are with each other; even the distant and the dead live with us.