Music Is Not A Science Any More

One Must Pray First, But Afterwards One Must Help Oneself. God Does Not Care For Cowards.

The Fire Of True Enthusiasm Is Like The Fires Of Baku, Which No Water Can Ever Quench, And Which Burn Steadily On From Night To Day, And Year To Year, Because Their Well-spring Is Eternal.

Histories In Blazonry And Poems In Stone.

A Cruel Story Runs On Wheels, And Every Hand Oils The Wheels As They Run.

Friendship Is Such An Elastic Word. There Never Was An Age When It Stood For So Many Things In Private, And Was Yet So Absolutely Non-existent In Fact.