The Judgment Of Music, Like The Inspiration

Lonely People, In Talking To Each Other Can Make Each Other Lonelier.

You Are What You Are. It Is My Opinion That Trouble In The World Comes From People Who Do Not Know What They Are, And Pretend To Be Something They're Not.

Nobody Outside Of A Baby Carriage Or A Judge's Chamber Believes In An Unprejudiced Point Of View.

It Was An Unspoken Pleasure, That Having Come Together So Many Years, Ruined So Much And Repaired A Little, We Had Endured.

I'm Too Old To Recover, Too Narrow To Forgive Myself.