No human being is innocent, but there is a class of innocent human actions called Games.

Beauty, midnight, vision dies: Let the winds of dawn that blow Softly round your dreaming head Such a day of welcome show Eye and knocking heart may bless, Find our mortal world enough; Noons of dryness find you fed By the involuntary powers, Nights of insult let you pass Watched by every human love.

Anyone who has a child today should train him to be either a physicist or a ballet dancer. Then he'll escape.

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.

There's always another story. There's more than meets the eye.

Thousands have lived without love, not one without water.

We are lived by powers we pretend to understand.