I Carry My Thoughts About Me For

What Is To Reach The Heart Must Come From Above; If It Does Not Come From Thence, It Will Be Nothing But Notes, Body Without Spirit.

Music Is Indeed The Mediator Between The Spiritual And The Sensual Life.

This Is Not A Brook [bach Means "brook" In German], It's An Ocean.

Yet It Was Impossible For Me To Say To People, 'speak Louder, Shout, For I Am Deaf.' Ah, How Could I Possibly Admit An Infirmity In The One Sense Which Ought To Be More Perfect In Me Than Others, A Sense Which I Once Possessed In The Highest Perfection, A Perfection Such As Few In My Profession Enjoy Or Ever Have Enjoyed.

When I Open My Eyes I Must Sigh, For What I See Is Contrary To My Religion, And I Must Despise The World Which Does Not Know That Music Is A Higher Revelation Than All Wisdom And Philosophy.