Silence Can Be Defined As Conversation With

Lo, Sleep Is Good, Better Is Death--in Sooth The Best Of All Were Never To Be Born.

In These Times We Fight For Ideas And Newspapers Are Our Fortress.

Music Is A Strange Thing. I Would Almost Say It Is A Miracle. For It Stands Halfway Between Thought And Phenomenon, Between Spirit And Matter.

Whatever Tears One May Shed, In The End One Always Blows One's Nose.

The Swan, Like The Soul Of The Poet, By The Dull World Is Ill Understood.