...we Can All Shut-up And Go Back

Our Most Emotionally Active Life Is Lived In Our Dreams, And Our Cells Renew Themselves Most Industriously In Sleep. We Reach Highest In Meditation, And Farthest In Prayer. In Stillness Every Human Being Is Great; He Is Free From The Experience Of Hostility; He Is A Poet, And Most Like An Angel.

It Would Be Nice To Hear Someone Accidentally Whistle Something Of Mine, Somewhere, Just Once.

...we Can All Shut-up And Go Back To Our Caves.

The Key To The Mystery Of A Great Artist Is That For Reasons Unknown, He Will Give Away His Energies And His Life Just To Make Sure That One Note Follows Another... And Leaves Us With The Feeling That Something Is Right In The World.

I Hate You, Richard Wagner . . . But I Hate You On My Knees.