There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most.

A body without bones would be a limp impossible mess, so a day without steady routine would be disruptive and chaotic.

There is a proper balance between not asking enough of oneself and asking or expecting too much.

in the very long run any success devours - and perhaps also corrupts.

And one cold starry night / Whatever your belief / The phoenix will take flight / Over the seas of grief / To sing her thrilling song / To stars and waves and sky / For neither old nor young / The phoenix does not die.

It is a waste of time to see people who have only a social surface to show. I will make every effort to find out the real person, but if I can't, then I am upset and cross. Time wasted is poison.

Where music thundered let the mind be still, Where the will triumphed let there be no will, What light revealed, now let the dark fulfill.