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.

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.

It is a happy woman when the spirit time is come, that finds herself in the presence of a good man.

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

Realism and art cannot live together.

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

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