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

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

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.

I am never happier than when I have something to compose, for that, after all, is my sole delight and passion

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.

When I am traveling in a carriage, or walking after a good meal, or during the night when I cannot sleep; it is on such occasions that ideas flow best and most abundantly.

God first, then papa.