To Me The Highest Thing, After God,

The World Is A King, And Like A King, Desires Flattery In Return For Favor; But True Art Is Selfish And Perverse — It Will Not Submit To The Mold Of Flattery.

There Ought To Be Only One Large Art Warehouse In The World, To Which The Artist Could Carry His Art-works And From Which He Could Carry Away Whatever He Needed. As It Is One Must Be Half A Tradesman.

There Are And Always Will Be Thousands Of Princes, But There Is Only One Beethoven!

Applaud My Friends, The Comedy Is Over... [on His Death Bed]

Men Are Not Only Together When They Are With Each Other; Even The Distant And The Dead Live With Us.