Love will not serve those who do not live for her, and in her, and to whom she is not the breath of life.

Life must be lived with courage, with climbing and risks, else there is no happiness, no hope, no true success, no future.

Love will not serve those who do not live for her, and in her, and to whom she is not the breath of life.

All the time nature is trying to tell us things and we blur her greatness with our little thoughts, our feebleness and flesh.

Out of the rhythm and sound of the sea that beat through the orchestra, something moved--pressing toward death with quiet insistent joy--the thread through the maze--the soul behind the toil and the crime and longing.

Passion and hard work makes a great player, but the courage to get up every time you fall is what makes a champion.

Realism and art cannot live together.