Folks with most to complain about seldom complain most.

The learnin' mind is the livin' mind, Meronym said, an any sort o'Smart is truesome Smart, old Smart or new high Smart or low.

I can write pretty much anywhere.

True knowledge without xperience is food without sustenance

The soul is a verb." He impales a lit candle on a spike. "Not a noun.

How vulgar, this hankering after immortality, how vain, how false. Composers are merely scribblers of cave paintings. One writes music because winter is eternal and because, if one didn't, the wolves and blizzards would be at one's throat all the sooner.

She has to lose her pre-Copernican view of a universe revolving around herself.