No one feels another's grief, no one understands another's joy. People imagine they can reach one another. In reality they only pass each other by.
Above all things, I must not get angry. If I do get angry I knock all the teeth out of the mouth of the poor wretch who has angered me.
Why should the composer be more guilty than the poet who warms to fantasy by a strange flame, making an idea that inspires him the subject of his own very different treatment?
I never force myself to be devout except when I feel so inspired, and never compose hymns of prayers unless I feel within me real and true devotion.
If only your pure and clean mind could touch me, dear Haydn, nobody has a greater reverence for you than I have.
The world resembles a stage on which every man is playing a part.
There are two contrary impulses which govern this man's brain-the one sane, and the other eccentric. They alternate at regular intervals.