I'll love you, dear, I'll love you till China and Africa meet and the river jumps over the mountain and the salmon sing in the street.
If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving be me.
Every high C accurately struck demolishes the theory that we are the irresponsible puppets of fate or chance.
Without communication with the dead, a fully human life is not possible.
The older lives like not to be stood in rows or at right angles.
Aside from purely technical analysis, nothing can be said about music, except when it is bad; when it is good, one can only listen and be grateful.