Genius Has No Limit Of Sex Or

There's Something Beautiful About Finding One's Innermost Thoughts In Another.

Now We Have No God. We Have Had Two: The Old God That Our Fathers Handed Down To Us, That We Hated, And Never Liked; The New One That We Made For Ourselves, That We Loved; But Now He Has Flitted Away From Us, And We See What He Was Made Of - The Shadow Of Our Highest Ideal, Crowned And Throned. Now We Have No God.

Men Are Like The Earth And We Are The Moon; We Turn Always One Side To Them, And They Think There Is No Other, Because They Don't See It - But There Is.

A Child Sees Everything, Looks Straight At It, Examines It, Without Any Preconceived Idea.

I Am Always Thirsting For Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful Music. I Wish I Could Make It. Perhaps There Isn't Any Music On Earth Like What I Picture To Myself.