I Love It When An Aria Fits

Nor Do I Hear In My Imagination The Parts Successively, But I Hear Them, As It Were, All At Once (gleich Dies Zusammen). What A Delight This Is I Cannot Tell ! All This Inventing, This Producing, Takes Place In A Pleasing Lively Dream.

If People Could See Into My Heart, I Should Almost Feel Ashamed - All There Is Cold, Cold As Ice.

Write To Me And Don't Be So Lazy. Otherwise I Shall Have To Give You A Thrashing. What Fun! I'll Break Your Head.

I Too Had To Work Hard, So As Not To Have To Work Hard Any Longer.

I Thank My God For Graciously Granting Me The Opportunity Of Learning That Death Is The Key Which Unlocks The Door To Our True Happiness.