Applaud friends, the comedy is over.

Plaudite, amici, comedia finita est.

(Applaud, my friends, the comedy is over.)

[Said on his deathbed]

Music comes to me more readily than words.

Often, I can scarcely hear any one speaking to me; the tones yes, but not the actual words; yet as soon as any one shouts, it is unbearable. What will come of all this, heaven only knows!

Tell them I've had a wonderful life.

Nothing is more intolerable than to have admit to yourself your own errors.