You Do Too Much. Go And Do

People Always Sound So Proud When They Announce They Know Nothing Of Music.

God Forgives Those Who Invent What They Need.

Childhood Is Less Clear To Me Than To Many People: When It Ended I Turned My Face Away From It For No Reason That I Know About, Certainly Without The Usual Reason Of Unhappy Memories. For Many Years That Worried Me, But Then I Discovered That The Tales Of Former Children Are Seldom To Be Trusted. Some People Supply Too Many Past Victories Or Pleasures With Which To Comfort Themselves, And Other People Cling To Pains, Real And Imagined, To Excuse What They Have Become.

Nothing, Of Course, Begins At The Time You Think It Did.

People Change And Forget To Tell Each Other.