He Who Would Travel Happy Must Travel

He Sat Down. I Sat Down Next To Him. And After A Silence, He Spoke Again. 'the Stars Are Beautiful Because Of A Flower You Don't See...' I Answered, 'yes, Of Course.

What Saves A Man Is To Take A Step. Then Another Step. It Is Always The Same Step, But You Have To Take It.

It Is Much More Difficult To Judge Oneself Than To Judge Others.

It Is The Missed Opportunity That Counts, And In A Love That Vainly Yearns From Behind Prison Bars You Have Perchance The Love Supreme.

What Torments Me Is Not The Humps Nor Hollows Nor The Ugliness. It Is The Sight, A Little Bit In All These Men, Of Mozart Murdered.