Quotes from F. Murray Abraham movies and TV shows

Antonio Salieri: I heard the music of true forgiveness filling the theater, conferring on all who sat there, perfect absolution. God was singing through this little man to all the world, unstoppable, making my defeat more bitter with every passing bar.

Antonio Salieri: Are you sure you can't leave these and, and come back again?
Constanze Mozart: It's very tempting sir, but it's impossible, I'm afraid. Wolfgang would be frantic if he found those were missing, you see they're all originals.
Antonio Salieri: Originals?
Constanze Mozart: Yes, sir, he doesn't make copies.
Antonio Salieri: These, are originals?

Antonio Salieri: But why? Why would God choose an obscene child to be His instrument? It was not to be believed! This piece had to be an accident. It had to be.
Antonio Salieri: ...It better be.

Constanze Mozart: What are you doing here?
Antonio Salieri: Your husband took sick. I brought him home.
Constanze Mozart: But why you?
Antonio Salieri: Because, madam, I was at hand.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: I actually threw the score on the fire, he made me so angry.
Antonio Salieri: You burned the score?
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: No, no. My wife took it out in time.

Antonio Salieri: He was my idol. Mozart, I can't think of a time when I didn't know his name. I was still playing childish games and he was playing music for kings and emperors. Even the Pope in Rome! I admit I was jealous when I heard the tales they told about him. Not of the brilliant little prodigy himself, but of his father, who had taught him everything.

Mr. Moustafa: When the destiny of a great fortune is at stake, men's greed spreads like a poison in the bloodstream. Uncles, nephews, cousins, in-laws of increasingly tenuous connection. The old woman's distant relations had come foraging out of the woodwork.

Virgil Cane: Ain't life a motherfucker.

Jimmie Rainwood: All right, you talked and I listened.
Virgil Cane: Hey! HEY! Don't be talkin' out the side of your neck while I'm trying to do you a solid.

John Practice: How do you get to Carnegie Hall?
Jack Slater: By practice. John Practice.