Handel, To Him I Bow The Knee.

The Foundation Of Friendship Demands The Greatest Likeness Of Human Souls And Hearts.

Only Art And Science Make Us Suspect The Existence Of Life To A Higher Level, And Maybe Also Instill Hope Thereof.

Even In Poverty I Lived Like A King For I Tell You That Nobility Is The Thing That Makes A King

Rossini Would Have Been A Great Composer If His Teacher Had Spanked Him Enough On His Backside.

In Praise Of Thy Goodness I Must Confess That Thou Didst Try With All Thy Means To Draw Me To Thee. Sometimes It Pleased Thee To Let Me Feel The Heavy Hand Of Thy Displeasure And To Humiliate My Proud Heart By Manifold Castigations. Sickness And Misfortune Didst Thou Send Upon Me To Turn My Thoughts To My Errantries.-one Thing, Only, O Father, Do I Ask: Cease Not To Labor For My Betterment. In Whatsoever Manner It Be, Let Me Turn To Thee And Become Fruitful In Good Works.