Let It Be. Silly Song, Really. You

The City Was Bigger Than Its Buildings, Bigger Than Its Inhabitants Too. It Had Its Own Nuances. It Accepted Whatever Came Its Way, The Crime And The Violence And The Little Shocks Of Good That Crawled Out From Underneath The Everyday.

...it Was Necessary To Love Silence, But Before You Could Love Silence You Had To Have Noise.

He Realized That He Had Thought Only About The First Step, Never Imagined The Last.

Life Must Pass Through Difficulty In Order To Achieve Any Modicum Of Beauty.

A Book Is Completed Only When It Is Finished By A Reader.