I never am sea sick, never. I am sea drunk!
I was born out of due time in the sense that by temperament and talent I should have been more suited for the life of a small Bach, living in anonymity and composing regularly for an established service and for God.
Sins cannot be undone, only forgiven.
Hurry? I have no time to hurry.
Nothing is likely about masterpieces, least of all whether there will be any.
To continue in one path is to go backward.