“To put meaning in one's life may end in madness,But life without meaning is the tortureOf restlessness and vague desire--It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.”

“O world, that's you!You are but a widened place in the riverWhere Life looks down and we rejoice for herMirrored in us, and so we dreamAnd turn away”

“In time you shall see Fate approach youIn the shape of your own image in the mirror.”

“the much-sought prize of eternal youthIs just arrested growth.”

“Act well your part,there all the honor lies.”

“She chased the song like a hound fast upon a scent. She pursued it through a forest primeval: a dark land planted with musical staves and rests and grown thick with briars of annotation. On she wen...”

“Put some fiddle in the middle, it'll make it better. Warm your heart like an old love letter. Make you feel like the day you met her.”