Fumbling for a word is everybody's birthright.
I was always on my oddy knocky.
Bath twice a day to be really clean, once a day to be passably clean, once a week to avoid being a public menace.
Every grain of experience is food for the greedy growing soul of the artist.
Life is, of course, terrible.
A Haydn symphony had a meaning for the social group that listened to it. A Mahler symphony had a meaning for the man who composed it. Here is the difference between the classical and romantic attitudes to art.