Wait And Hope!

Ah," Said The Jailer, "do Not Always Brood Over What Is Impossible, Or You Will Be Mad In A Fortnight.

Edmond Dantes: I Don't Believe In God. Abbe Faria: That Doesn't Matter, He Believes In You.

Your Bitter Memories Still Have Time To Turn Into Sweet Ones.

I Hate This Life Of The Fashionable World, Always Ordered, Measured, Ruled, Like Our Music-paper. What I Have Always Wished For, Desired, And Coveted, Is The Life Of An Artist, Free And Independent, Relying Only On My Own Resources, And Accountable Only To Myself.

Be Kind. Aim For My Heart.