We Only Keep What We Lose.

My Musical Genius Reached Its Apex Thirty Years Ago When I Played The Triangle In Haydn's Children's Symphony, So I Could Not Play Unless You Needed Someone To Make One Sustained Note!

I Find That When I Have Any Appointment, Even An Afternoon One, It Changes The Whole Quality Of Time. I Feel Overcharged. There Is No Space For What Wells Up From The Subconscious; Those Dreams And Images Live In Deep Still Water And Simply Submerge When The Day Gets Scattered.

When We Admit Our Vulnerability, We Include Others. If We Deny It, We Shut Them Out.

True Power Is Given To The Vulnerable.

Death Does Frame A Person And Somehow It Is The Good That Stays.