Behind Me The Branches Of

That Which Draws Us By Its Mystical Force; What Every Created Thing, Even The Very Stones, Feels With Absolute Certainty As The Center Of Its Being... Is The Force Of Love. Christians Call This "eternal Blessedness." It Is A Necessity Of Man For Growth And Joy.

You Must Renounce All Superficiality, All Convention, All Vanity And Delusion.

Don't Bother Looking At The View - I Have Already Composed It.

I Also Had A Brother Who Was Like Me A Musician And A Composer. A Man Of Great Talent, Far More Gifted Than I. He Died Very Young... He Killed Himself In The Prime Of His Life.

The Longer You Live And The More You Learn, The More Clearly You Will Feel The Difference Between The Few Men Who Are Truly Great And The Mere Virtuosi.