Happy Is The Man Who Finds A

What A Picture Of A Better World You Have Given Us, Mozart!

Every Night When I Go To Bed, I Hope That I May Never Wake Again, And Every Morning Renews My Grief.

Approval Or Blame Will Follow In The World To Come.

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.

There Is No Such Thing As Happy Music.