No One Feels Another's 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.

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

There Are Two Contrary Impulses Which Govern This Man's Brain-the One Sane, And The Other Eccentric. They Alternate At Regular Intervals.

No One Feels Another's Grief.