I liked your opera. I think I will set it to music.
I shall hear in heaven.
Everything should be at once surprising and inevitable.
Let your deafness no longer be a secret - even in art.
He that divines the secret of my music is freed from the unhappiness that haunts the whole world of men.
I carry my thoughts about me for a long time, often a very long time, before I write them down; meanwhile my memory is so faithful that I am sure never to forget, not even in years, a theme that has once occurred to me.