"My brother was a rather pretty child."- Maria Anna Mozart

"A painter, hoping to flatter Domenico Cimarosa, told him he was the greatest of all composers, superior even to Mozart. 'What would you think,' Said Domenico. "of a musician who told you, you were greater than Raphel?"-Ethan Mordden

"Your countenance...was so grave that many intelligent persons, seeing your talent developed so early and your face always thoughtful and serious, were concerned for the length of your life."-Leopold Mozart, in a letter to his son.

"Because of Mozart, it's all over after seven."-Wendy Wasserstein

While visiting Vienna, he was taken to a royal family and was presented to Empress Maria Theresa and promptly jumped into her arms and asked for a kiss. He spent time with her daughter who was seven, his age, and one morning he slipped and fell on the polished floor. The little princess helped him up, he smiled and said "One day I'm going to marry you."

"This boy will consign us all to oblivion!" Johann Adolf Hasse

"It is a peculiar irony that a person whose inner ear has, so to speak, reached the highest level of development, has a retarded and malformed outer ear."-P. H. Gerber, talking about Mozart's deformed left ear.

"The sensitivity of young Mozart's ears is so great, that notes too sharp or too heavey will cause tears to come to his eyes...his heart is as sensitive as his ear." Dr. S. A. A Tissot

"I know I must die! Someone has given me Acura Toffna and has calculated the precise time of my death- for which they have ordered a Requiem, it is for myself I am writing this."-Wolfgang Mozart to Constanze a few weeks before his death, and a story told of his death by Constanze

"Ey, there you stand like a duck in a thunderstorm, you won't understand that for a long time."- Mozart to his pupil Sussmayr, who, ironically, ended up finishing Mozart's Requiem Mass

"Ah, dearest Sophie how glad I am that you have come. You must stay tonight and watch me die."- Mozart, the night he died, to his sister-in-law in a story told by Sophie.

"He asked his wife what the Physician had said. She answered comfortingly. He contradicted: that's not true, and was very depressed: now I must die, when I could care for you and the children. Ach, now I leave you unprovided for."-Herr Nissen, Constanze's secong husband, telling the story of Mozart's death.