People find a way in which they can say something.

And right action is freedom From past and future also.

I must say Bernard Shaw is greatly improved by music.

If you desire to drain to the dregs the fullest cup of scorn and hatred that a fellow human being can pour out for you, let a young mother hear you call dear baby 'it.'

Our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves, and of our visible, sensible world.

Words strain, Crack and sometimes break, under the burden, Under the tension, slip, slide, perish, Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place, Will not stay still.

There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.