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

Our riches, being in our brains, die with us... Unless of course someone chops off our head, in which case, we won't need them anyway.

It is a great consolation for me to remember that the Lord, to whom I had drawn near in humble and child-like faith, has suffered and died for me, and that He will look on me in love and compassion.

Whoever is most impertinent has the best chance.

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

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.

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