If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
Absolute virtue is as sure to kill a man as absolute vice is, let alone the dullness of it and the pomposities of it.
The essential doesn't change.
What goes by the name of love is banishment, with now and then a postcard from the homeland, such is my considered opinion, this evening.
My work is a matter of fundamental sounds (no joke intended) made as fully as possible, and I accept responsibility for nothing else. If people want to have headaches among the overtones, let them. And provide their own aspirin.