Franz Schubert

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Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

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I am composing like a god, as if it simply had to be done as it has been done.

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One bites into the brass mouthpiece of his wooden cudgel, and the other blows his cheeks out on a French horn. Do you call that Art?

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There are eight girls in the house in which I am living, and practically all of them are good looking. You can realize that I am kept busy.

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I try to decorate my imagination as much as I can.

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The greatest misfortune of the wise man and the greatest unhappiness of the fool are based upon convention.

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If only your pure and clean mind could touch me, dear Haydn, nobody has a greater reverence for you than I have.

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The manager is to be blamed who distributes parts to his players which they are unable to act.

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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.

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Nobody understands another's sorrow, and nobody another's joy.

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Happy is the man who finds a true friend, and far happier is he who finds that true friend in his wife.

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