Creativity Is The Firing Of My Soul.

Nevertheless The Passions, Whether Violent Or Not, Should Never Be So Expressed As To Reach The Point Of Disgust.

Even When I Can Play Europe's Most Precious Keyboard, To Have To Listen To People Who Don't Understand, Or Do Not Want To Understand, And Who Are Incapable Of Grasping My Intent, Whatever I Play, Does Surely Forfeit My Lust For Playing At All.

The Wonders Of The Music Of The Future Will Be Of A Higher & Wider Scale And Will Introduce Many Sounds That The Human Ear Is Now Incapable Of Hearing. Among These New Sounds Will Be The Glorious Music Of Angelic Chorales. As Men Hear These They Will Cease To Consider Angels As Figments Of Their Imagination.

Our Riches, Being In Our Brains, Die With Us... Unless Of Course Someone Chops Off Our Head, In Which Case, We Won't Need Them Anyway.

Neither Rejoice Nor Lament Prematurely; For Whatever May Happen, All Will Be Well If We Only Have Health; For Happiness Exists--merely In The Imagination.