There Is One Fact That Can Be

I Am The Place In Which Something Has Occurred.

Animals Are Good To Think With.

I Have Never Known So Much Naive Conviction Allied To Greater Intellectual Poverty.

Our System Is The Height Of Absurdity, Since We Treat The Culprit Both As A Child, So As To Have The Right To Punish Him, And As An Adult, In Order To Deny Him Consolation.

The Musical Emotion Springs Precisely From The Fact That At Each Moment The Composer Withholds Or Adds More Or Less Than The Listener Anticipates On The Basis Of A Pattern That He Thinks He Can Guess, But That He Is Incapable Of Wholly Divining. If The Composer Withholds More Than We Anticipate, We Experience A Delicious Falling Sensation; We Feel We Have Been Torn From A Stable Point On The Musical Ladder And Thrust Into The Void. When The Composer Withholds Less, The Opposite Occurs: He Forces Us To Perform Gymnastic Exercises More Skillful Than Our Own.