All music is is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments.

...of two simple men I saw today on the pier in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting of dear friends, the one to remain hung on the other's neck and passionately kissed him. While the one to depart tightly pressed the one to remain in his arms.

Thunder on! Stride on! Democracy. Strike with vengeful stroke!

Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?

I have sometimes thought that the laws ought not to punish those actions of evil which are committed when the senses are steeped in intoxication.

Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost.

I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. One world is aware, and by the far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness, I can wait.