Longing Alone Is Singer To The Lute.

Time Can Make Soft That Iron Wood.

I Am Glad That I Paid So Little Attention To Good Advice; Had I Abided By It I Might Have Been Saved From Some Of My Most Valuable Mistakes.

I Find That I Never Lose Bach. I Don't Know Why I Have Always Loved Him So. Except That He Is So Pure, So Relentless And Incorruptible, Like A Principle Of Geometry.

It's Not True That Life Is One Damn Thing After Another; It Is One Damn Thing Over And Over.

What Should I Be But Just What I Am?