Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart Quotes

As death, when we come to consider it closely, is the true goal of our existence . . .

Music is my life and my life is music. Anyone who does not understand this is not worthy of God.

If only the whole world could feel the power of harmony.

I should like to know for what reason idleness is so popular with many young people that it is impossible to dissuade them from it either by words or by chastisements.

She's only pretty in that she has two small black eyes and a good figure.

True perfection in all things is no longer known or prized - you must write music that is either so simple a coachman could sing it, or so unintelligble that audiences like it simply because no sane person could understand it.

God is ever before my eyes. I realize his omnipotence and I fear His anger; but I also recognize his compassion, and His tenderness towards His creatures.

Believe me, my sole purpose is to make as much money as possible; for after good health it is the best thing to have.

One must not make oneself cheap here - that is a cardinal point - or else one is done. Whoever is most impertinent has the best chance.

What's even worse than a flute? - Two flutes!

A man of ordinary talent will always be ordinary, whether he travels or not; but a man of superior talent (which I cannot deny myself to be without being impious) will go to pieces if he remains forever in the same place.

I too had to work hard, so as not to have to work hard any longer.

Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.

A bachelor, in my opinion, is only half alive.

Whoever is most impertinent has the best chance.

My fatherland has always the first claim on me.

I write [music] as a sow piddles.

As death, when we come to consider it closely, is the true goal of our existence, I have formed during the last few years such close relationships with this best and truest friend of mankind that death's image is not only no longer terrifying to me, but is indeed very soothing and consoling, and I thank my God for graciously granting me the opportunity...of learning that death is the key which unlocks the door to our true happiness.

Write to me and don't be so lazy. Otherwise I shall have to give you a thrashing. What fun! I'll break your head.

When I am at peace with myself . . . then thoughts flow into me most easily and at their best. Where they come from and how - that I cannot say . . . I'd be willing to work forever and forever if I were permitted to write only such music as I want to write and can write - which I myself think good.

I never lie down at night without reflecting that, young as I am, I may not live to see another day.

I cannot write in verse, for I am no poet. I cannot arrange the parts of speech with such art as to produce effects of light and shade, for I am no painter. Even by signs and gestures I cannot express my thoughts and feelings, for I am no dancer. But I can do so by means of sounds, for I am a musician.

Directly after God in heaven comes a Papa.

To every good friend I send my greet feet; addio nitwit. Love true true true until the grave, if I live that long and do behave.

Love guards the heart from the abyss.

If people could see into my heart, I should almost feel ashamed - all there is cold, cold as ice.

To win applause one must write stuff so simple that a coachman might sing it.

To my eyes and ears the organ will ever be the King of Instruments.

The whole, though it be long, stands almost complete and finished in my mind so that I can survey it at a glance. Nor do I hear in my imagination the parts successively, but I hear them, as it were, all at once. What delight this is I cannot tell!

I pay no attention whatever to anybody's praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.

You know that I immerse myself in music, so to speak- that I think about it all day long- that I like experimenting- studying- reflecting.

You know that I become quite powerless whenever I am obliged to write for an instrument which I cannot bear.

Now there is music from which a man can learn something.

My dear sister! I’m amazed to discover that you can compose so delightfully. In a word, your Lied is beautiful. You must compose more often.

God first, then papa.

Nevertheless the passions, whether violent or not, should never be so expressed as to reach the point of causing disgust; and music, even in situations of the greatest horror, should never be painful to the ear but should flatter and charm it, and thereby always remain music.

I will gladly give lessons as a favor, particularly when I see that my student has talent, inclination, and anxiety to learn; but to be obliged to go to a house at a certain hour, or to have to wait at home for a pupil, is what I cannot do, no matter how much money it may bring me in. . . I am a composer and was born to be a Kapellmeister. I neither can nor ought to bury the talent for composition with which God in his goodness has so richly endowed me. . .

Forgive me, Majesty. I am a vulgar man! But I assure you, my music is not.

Creativity is the firing of my soul.

Music is my life and my life is music.

It is a mistake to think that the price of my art has become easy to me.

An astonishing number of kisses are flying about! I see a whole crowd of them. Ha! Ha! I have just caught three - They are delicious... I kiss you millions of times.

Melody is the essence of music. I compare a good melodist to a fine racer, and counterpoints to hack post-horses.

When I feel well and in a good humour, or when I am taking a drive or walking after a good meal, or in the night when I cannot sleep, thoughts crowd into my mind as easily as my mind might wish.

Melody is the essence of music.

I must give you a piece of intelligence that you perhaps already know, namely that the ungodly arch-villain Voltaire has died miserably like a dog, just like a brute. That is his reward!

Even when I can play Europe's most precious keyboard, to have to listen to people who don't understand, or do not want to understand, and who are incapable of grasping my intent, whatever I play, does surely forfeit my lust for playing at all.

I am a fool. That is well known.