Music Has Been Called The Speech Of

Gradually The Sunken Land Begins To Rise Again, And Falls Perhaps Again, And Rises Again After That, More And More Gently Each Time, Till As It Were The Panting Earth, Worn Out With The Fierce Passions Of Her Fiery Youth, Has Sobbed Herself To Sleep Once More, And This New World Of Man Is Made.

Give Me Something Huge To Fight, — And I Should Enjoy That — But Why Make Me Sweep The Dust?

Grandeur . . . Consists In Form, And Not In Size: And To The Eye Of The Philosopher, The Curve Drawn On A Paper Two Inches Long, Is Just As Magnificent, Just As Symbolic Of Divine Mysteries And Melodies, As When Embodied In The Span Of Some Cathedral Roof.

If You Do Anything Above Party, The True Hearted Ones Of All Parties Sympathize With You.

If You Want To Be Miserable, Think About Yourself, About What You Want, What You Like, What Respect People Ought To Pay You And What People Think Of You.