The taste of death is upon my lips. I feel something that is not of this earth.

My fatherland has always the first claim on me.

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.

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

I am not thoughtless but am prepared for anything and as a result can wait patiently for whatever the future holds in store, and I'll be able to endure it.

Melody is the essence of music.

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.