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Everything We Feel Is Made Of Time. All The Beauties Of Life Are Shaped By It.

I Think I Did Have Fantasies About Being An Actor. In Fact, I Know I Did.

I Think People Nowadays Do Tend To Blame Their Parents For Everything.

I Think Plays, Like Books, Are Endemic. They Grow Out Of The Soil Of The Writer And The Place He's Writing About. I Think, You Just Can't Move Them About, You Know.

What Was Evident Was That Mozart Was Simply Transcribing Music Completely Finished In His Head. And Finished As Most Music Is Never Finished. Displace One Note And There Would Be Diminishment. Displace One Phrase And Structure Would Fall. I Was Staring Through The Cage Of Those Meticulous Ink Strokes At Absolute Beauty.