When in the down I sink my head$$$<br/>Sleep$$$ Death's twin-brother$$$ times my breath;<br/>Sleep$$$ Death's twin-brother$$$ knows not Death$$$<br/>Nor can I dream of thee as dead.

Let knowledge grow from more to more$$$ But more of reverence in us dwell; That mind and soul$$$ according well$$$ May make one music as before$$$ But vaster.

In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.

Shall love be blamed for want of faith?

For I dipped into the future$$$ far as human eye could see$$$<br/>Saw the Vision of the world$$$ and all the wonder that would be.

Love and compassion are necessities$$$ not luxuries. Without them$$$ humanity cannot survive.

Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can't help them$$$ at least don't hurt them.

Know the rules well$$$ so you can break them effectively.

I sit down to the piano regularly at nine-o'clock in the morning and Mesdames les Muses have learned to be on time for that rendezvous.

That of the initiation of any movement is in its timeliness.