How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me.
To choose what is difficult all one's days, as if it were easy, that is faith
Goodness is easier to recognize than to define.
If there are any souls in hell, it is because that is where they insist on being.
The most exciting rhythms seem unexpected and complex, the most beautiful melodies simple and inevitable.
Lay your sleeping head, my love, Human on my faithless arm.