Never Take Anything For Granted.

Were It Not For Music, We Might In These Days Say, The Beautiful Is Dead.

Grief Is The Agony Of An Instant. The Indulgence Of Grief The Blunder Of A Life.

I Suppose, To Use Our National Motto, Something Will Turn Up.

One Of The Hardest Things In This World Is To Admit You Are Wrong. And Nothing Is More Helpful In Resolving A Situation Than Its Frank Admission.

"sorry" Only Counts For That Which It Cannot Alter.