Love is in the air these days, so we thought we'd give a try to make your day a little brighter.

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

Anyone who loves music can never be quite unhappy.

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!

I've had some great times with actresses, but that's in a movie.

I wasn't even a big comedy nerd. A lot of the comedians I know - a lot of my friends are comedians - they knew a lot about comedy growing up.

They look like to carp going after the same piece of corn.

Riches seem to come to the poor in spirit, the poor in interest and joy. To put it straight - the very rich are a poor bunch of bastards

Never forget that at the end of the day, as a creative person, your résumé is all you've got.

Food should be consumed while chanting your mantra inwardly. This will purify the food and the mind at the same time.

If you are a guillotine producer, watch out your head; because wickedness is a boomerang.

I have failed in finding parasites in mosquitoes fed on malaria patients, but perhaps I am not using the proper kind of mosquito.

Hark, now hear the sailors cry, smell the sea, and feel the sky let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic.

Of all the hokum with which this country [America] is riddled, the most odd is the common notion that it is free of class distinctions.