Literature Exists So That Where One Man

You Probably Think Of The Orchestra As A Heterogeneous Mass Of Instruments Producing A Confused Agreeable Mass Of Sound. You Do Not Listen For Details Because You Have Never Trained Your Ears To Listen To Details.

The Test Of A First-rate Work, And A Test Of Your Sincerity In Calling It A First-rate Work, Is That You Finish It.

The Price Of Justice Is Eternal Publicity.

The Manner In Which One Single Ray Of Light, One Single Precious Hint, Will Clarify And Energize The Whole Mental Life Of Him Who Receives It, Is Among The Most Wonderful And Heavenly Of Intellectual Phenomena.

Mother Is Far Too Clever To Understand Anything She Does Not Like.