A man's fate is his own temper.
The Athanasian Creed is the most splendid ecclesiastical lyric ever poured forth by the genius of man.
Beauty can inspire miracles.
It is the lot of man to suffer; it is also his fortune to forget. Oblivion and sorrow share our being, as darkness and light divide the course of time.
There is no gambling like politics.
Most people die with their music still locked up inside them.