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Music Is A Strange Thing. I Would Almost Say It Is A Miracle.

True Eloquence Consists In Saying All That Is Necessary, And Nothing But What Is Necessary.

Newness Hath An Evanescent Beauty.

The Years Keep Coming And Going, Men Will Arise & Depart; Only One Thing Is Immortal: The Love That Is In My Heart.

I Do Not Murmur, Even If My Heart Break.