My Fatherland Has Always The First Claim

As Death, When We Come To Consider It Closely, Is The True Goal Of Our Existence . . .

When I Feel Well And In A Good Humour, Or When I Am Taking A Drive Or Walking After A Good Meal, Or In The Night When I Cannot Sleep, Thoughts Crowd Into My Mind As Easily As My Mind Might Wish.

Nevertheless The Passions, Whether Violent Or Not, Should Never Be So Expressed As To Reach The Point Of Disgust.

I Am Never Happier Than When I Have Something To Compose, For That, After All, Is My Sole Delight And Passion

It Is A Mistake To Think That The Price Of My Art Has Become Easy To Me.