Music Is Only Love Looking For Words.

They Flower Spontaneously Out Of The Demands Of Our Natures - And The Best Of Them Lead Us Not Only Outward In Space, But Inward As Well.

Our Inventions Mirror Our Secret Wishes.

Who Invented The Human Heart, I Wonder? Tell Me, And Then Show Me The Place Where He Was Hanged.

Prohibitions Create The Desire They Were Intended To Cure.

Travel Can Be One Of The Most Rewarding Forms Of Introspection.