To Love Or Have Loved, That Is

Because One Doesn't Like The Way Things Are Is No Reason To Be Unjust Towards God.

The Reduction Of The Universe To The Compass Of A Single Being, And The Extension Of A Single Being Until It Reaches God - That Is Love. Love Is The Salute Of The Angels To The Stars. How Sad Is The Heart When Rendered Sad By Love! How Great Is The Void Created By The Absence Of The Being Who Alone Fills The World.

Music Expresses That Which Cannot Be Said And On Which It Is Impossible To Be Silent.

We Are All Under Sentence Of Death, But With A Sort Of Indefinite Reprieve.

An Intelligent Hell Would Be Better Than A Stupid Paradise.