I Don't Read My Reviews, I Measure

You Probably Think Of The Orchestra As A Heterogeneous Mass Of Instruments Producing A Confused Agreeable Mass Of Sound. You Do Not Listen For Details Because You Have Never Trained Your Ears To Listen To Details.

The Man Who Begins To Go To Bed Forty Minutes Before He Opens His Bedroom Door Is Bored; That Is To Say, He Is Not Living.

I Know People Who Read And Read, And For All The Good It Does Them, They Might As Well Cut Bread And Butter. Unless You Give At Least 45 Minutes Of Careful, Fatiguing Reflection Upon What You Are Reading, Your Minutes Are Chiefly Wasted.

Which Of Us Is Not Saying To Himself Which Of Us Has Not Been Saying To Himself All His Life: " I Shall Alter That When I Have A Little More Time"? We Never Shall Have Any More Time. We Have, And We Have Always Had, All The Time There Is.

Procrastination Is Suicide On The Installment Plan.