The moment is supreme.

There are two contrary impulses which govern this man’s brain-the one sane, and the other eccentric. They alternate at regular intervals.

Our castle is not imposing, but is well built, and surrounded by a very fine garden. I live in the bailiff’s house.

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

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.

No one understands another's grief, no one understands another's joy... My music is the product of my talent and my misery. And that which I have written in my greatest distress is what the world seems to like best.

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 all hopes of recognition or honor have faded into distant memory, when purity of heart meets sorrow of mind, when all the world seems to walk in blindness and yet a man works without wearying for that which he loves...only in this moment is passion truly understood

Why does God endow us with compassion?