Don't Try To Cover Your Mistakes With

The Highest Goal Of Music Is To Connect One's Soul To Their Divine Nature, Not Entertainment

Wind Indeed Increases Fire, But Custom Love.

Don't Disarrange My Circles!

A Fool Is Known By His Speech; And A Wise Man By Silence.

If Men With Fleshly Mortals Must Be Fed, And Chew With Bleeding Teeth The Breathing Bread; What Else Is This But To Devour Our Guests, And Barbarously Renew Cyclopean Feasts? While Earth Not Only Can Your Needs Supply, But, Lavish Of Her Store, Provides For Luxury; A Guiltless Feast Administers With Ease, And Without Blood Is Prodigal To Please.