Anyone who loves music can never be quite unhappy.

Happy is the man who finds a true friend, and far happier is he who finds that true friend in his wife.

My compositions spring from my sorrows. Those that give the world the greatest delight were born of my deepest griefs.

When I wished to sing of love, it turned to sorrow. And when I wished to sing of sorrow, it was transformed for me into love.

You believe happiness to be derived from the place in which once you have been happy, but in truth it is centered in ourselves.

Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

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.

I am composing like a god, as if it simply had to be done as it has been done.

Easy mind, light heart. A mind that is too easy hides a heart that is too heavy.

O Mozart, immortal Mozart, how many, how infinitely many inspiring suggestions of a finer, better life you have left in our souls!

There is no such thing as happy music.

I always feel so sorry for women who don't like to walk

Your vision must state the end result and must be stated in the positive so that it will be a constant source of inspiration. Begin by, “I will…

I have nothing against respecting people who lived before, but we have no responsibility toward them.

Content arises out of certain considerations about form, material, context-and that when that subject matter is sufficiently far away.

I'll tell you, I've never particularly been a Trek person. I feel about Trek the way one feels about known, vaguely liked, but rather distant members of one's family.

In Tantric Buddhism we call the inherent knowledge that all animate and inanimate objects possess of themselves - their emptiness.

We photographers are poets in the language of symbols.

Why in the world are we here? Surely not to live in pain and fear. Why on earth are you there, when you're everywhere - come and get your share.

Running a house should be left to innkeepers.

Well, I screwed it up real good, didn't I?