Franz Schubert's Quotes

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

Above all things, I must not get angry. If I do get angry I knock all the teeth out of the mouth of the poor wretch who has angered me.

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

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

Approval or blame will follow in the world to come.

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.

A man endures misfortune without complaint.

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

You believe happiness to be derived from the place in which once you have been happy, but in truth it is centered in ourselves.

Easy mind, light heart. A mind that is too easy hides a heart that is too heavy.

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.

When I wished to sing of love, it turned to sorrow. And when I wished to sing of sorrow, it was transformed for me into love.

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

I never force myself to be devout except when I feel so inspired, and never compose hymns of prayers unless I feel within me real and true devotion.

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

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

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?

Our castle is not imposing, but is well built, and surrounded by a very fine garden. I live in the bailiff's house.

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

The moment is supreme.

The world resembles a stage on which every man is playing a part.

There are two contrary impulses which govern this man's brain-the one sane, and the other eccentric. They alternate at regular intervals.

Why does God endow us with compassion?