Reverence Is Fatal To Literature.

Don't Go Fighting Against The Spring.

But The Body Is Deeper Than The Soul And Its Secrets Inscrutable.

Love And Understand The Italians, For The People Are More Marvellous Than The Land.

The Kingdom Of Music Is Not The Kingdom Of This World; It Will Accept Those Whom Breeding And Intellect And Culture Have Alike Rejected. The Commonplace Person Begins To Play, And Shoots Into The Empyrean Without Effort, Whilst We Look Up, Marvelling How He Has Escaped Us, And Thinking How We Could Worship Him And Love Him, Would He But Translate His Visions Into Human Words, And His Experiences Into Human Actions. Perhaps He Cannot; Certainly He Does Not, Or Does So Very Seldom.

Those Who Search For Truth Are Too Conscious Of The Maze To Be Hard On Others...