What was evident was that Mozart was simply transcribing music completely finished in his head. And finished as most music is never finished. Displace one note and there would be diminishment. Displace one phrase and structure would fall. I was staring through the cage of those meticulous ink strokes at Absolute Beauty.

I was born in Liverpool in England, and I lived there for the first nine years of my life.

Figaro is a bad play. It stirs up hatred between the classes. In France, it has caused nothing but bitterness. My own dear sister,Antoinette, writes me that she is beginning to be frightened of her own people.

My actual childhood, as opposed to my adolescence, was not spent in London.

Everything we feel is made of Time. All the beauties of life are shaped by it.

Look... to go through life and call it yours - your life - you first have to get your own pain. Pain that's unique to you. You can't just dip into the common bin and say 'That's enough!'.

I speak for all mediocrities in the world. I am their champion. I am their patron saint.