Give me such shows - give me the streets of Manhattan!

Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn'd love; But now I think there is no unreturn'd love—the pay is certain, one way or another; (I loved a certain person ardently, and my love was not return'd; Yet out of that, I have written these songs.)

There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.

I think I will do nothing for a long time but listen, And accrue what I hear into myself...and let sound contribute toward me.

The whole purpose of the universe is unerringly aimed at one thing - you.

The sum of all known value and respect, I add up in you, whoever you are.