If I drive myself to the brink of my ability, then I don't get stale or bored.

It is music that speaks to the deepest reaches of your soul, and you are lifted higher, ever higher, by the adagio, in my opinion more so even than in any of the masses that Beethoven composed.

Books were this wonderful escape for me because I could open a book and disappear into it, and that was the only way out of that house when I was a kid.

Guilt is a tireless horse. Grief ages into sorrow, and sorrow is an enduring rider.

The recognition of pain and fear in others give rise in us to pity, and in our pity is our humanity, our redemption.

When a knot gets to tight, you can always cut the rope

In this age, lies were the universal lubricant of the culture. A love of Truth and commitment to it were seldom rewarded and were often punished.