My Fatherland Has Always The First Claim

Love Guards The Heart From The Abyss.

Our Riches, Being In Our Brains, Die With Us... Unless Of Course Someone Chops Off Our Head, In Which Case, We Won't Need Them Anyway.

When I Feel Well And In A Good Humour, Or When I Am Taking A Drive Or Walking After A Good Meal, Or In The Night When I Cannot Sleep, Thoughts Crowd Into My Mind As Easily As My Mind Might Wish.

For I Assure You, Without Travel, At Least For People From The Arts And Sciences, One Is A Miserable Creature!... A Man Of Mediocre Talents Always Remains Mediocre, May He Travel Or Not - But A Man Of Superior Talents, Which I Cannot Deny Myself To Have Without Being Blasphemous, Becomes - Bad, If He Always Stays In The Same Place.

I Love It When An Aria Fits A Singer As Perfectly As A Suit Of Well-tailored Clothes.