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.

The wonders of the music of the future will be of a higher & wider scale and will introduce many sounds that the human ear is now incapable of hearing. Among these new sounds will be the glorious music of angelic chorales. As men hear these they will cease to consider Angels as figments of their imagination.

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

Music, in even the most terrible situations, must never offend the ear but always remain a source of pleasure.

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!

To talk well and eloquently is a very great art, but that an equally great one is to know the right moment to stop.

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