Trusting your individual uniqueness challenges you to lay yourself open.

I never wanted to dilute my private passion for the art by airing and arguing it in public.

The most astonishing joy is to receive from the muses the gift of a whole lyric.

I like things which appear fragile but are tough inside.

Everything is Song. Everything is Silence. Since it all turns out to be illusion, perfectly being what it is, having nothing to do with good or bad, you are free to die laughing.

And to Shakespeare I owe my vision of the world as a theater, wherein all humans are acting out their parts.

We are all participants in the marvelous.