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. Franz Schubert More Quotes by Franz Schubert More Quotes From Franz Schubert I try to decorate my imagination as much as I can. Franz Schubert i-can imagination trying The greatest misfortune of the wise man and the greatest unhappiness of the fool are based upon convention. Franz Schubert fool wise men Why does God endow us with compassion? Franz Schubert compassion doe A man endures misfortune without complaint. Franz Schubert endure complaints men No one really understands the grief or joy of another. We always imagine that we are approaching some other, but our lines of travel are actually parallel. Franz Schubert understanding grief joy 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. Franz Schubert teeth poor mouths The world resembles a stage on which every man is playing a part. Franz Schubert stage men world I want you for always...days, years, eternities. Franz Schubert i-love-you anniversary romantic I am composing like a god, as if it simply had to be done as it has been done. Franz Schubert composing has-beens done 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? Franz Schubert horny blow art What a picture of a better world you have given us, Mozart! Franz Schubert given world No one really understands the grief or joy of another. Franz Schubert grief joy sympathy Our castle is not imposing, but is well built, and surrounded by a very fine garden. I live in the bailiff's house. Franz Schubert castles garden house Approval or blame will follow in the world to come. Franz Schubert appreciate approval world Nobody understands another's sorrow, and nobody another's joy. Franz Schubert sorrow joy Why should the composer be more guilty than the poet who warms to fantasy by a strange flame, making an idea that inspires him the subject of his own very different treatment? Franz Schubert flames inspire ideas 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. Franz Schubert hymns real prayer No one feels another's grief. Franz Schubert grief feels The moment is supreme. Franz Schubert moment supreme
