Only The Pure In Heart Can Make

Beethoven Can Write Music, Thank God, But He Can Do Nothing Else On Earth.

You're A Happy Fellow, For You'll Give Happiness And Joy To Many Other People. There Is Nothing Better Or Greater Than That.

I Can Do Nothing But Think Of You... What Have You Done To Me? Can't You Remove The Spell You Have Cast Over Me?

Händel Is The Greatest And Ablest Of All Composers; From Him I Can Still Learn.

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.