One day the last portrait of Rembrandt and the last bar of Mozart will have ceased to be — though possibly a colored canvas and a sheet of notes will remain — because the last eye and the last ear accessible to their message will have gone.

Mozart, who was buried in a pauper’s grave, was one of the greatest successes we know of, a man who in his early thirties had poured out his inexhaustible gift of music, leaving the world richer because he had passed that way. To leave the world richer—that is the ultimate success.

Because of Mozart, it's all over after the age of seven.

The revolutionary Mozart is the Mozart of his last eight years.

Mozart is my first strength.

There is no female Mozart because there is no female Jack the Ripper.