You cannot create experience. You must undergo it.
The loss of love is the loss of all rights, even though one had them all.
There is so much stubborn hope in the human heart.
Truly fertile Music, the only kind that will move us, that we shall truly appreciate, will be a Music conducive to Dream, which banishes all reason and analysis. One must not wish first to understand and then to feel. Art does not tolerate Reason.
Fancy language, like poplin, too often conceals an eczema.
This is the century of fear.