America is a lunatic asylum.

That text is known to them that have the patience to read it, possibly one one-hundredth of one percent of the denizens. They forget it, all save a few Western states. I think somebody in Dakota once read it. The Constitution.

Rhythm is form cut into time.

If I could believe the Quakers banned music because church music is so damn bad, I should view them with approval.

Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost possible degree.

The curse of me and my nation is that we always think things can be bettered by immediate action of some sort, any sort rather than no sort.

What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage.