Mistakes - mistakes - you yourself are a unique mistake!

Only the flint of a man's mind can strike fire in music.

Oh continue to love me, never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved. Ever thine. Ever mine. Ever ours.

But what a humiliation for me when someone standing next to me heard a flute in the distance and I heard nothing, or someone standing next to me heard a shepherd singing and again I heard nothing. Such incidents drove me almost to despair; a little more of that and I would have ended my life - it was only my art that held me back.

He that divines the secret of my music is freed from the unhappiness that haunts the whole world of men.

Tones sound, and roar and storm about me until I have set them down in notes.

I want to seize fate by the throat.