The Idea Comes To Me From Outside

The Idea Comes To Me From Outside Of Me - And Is Like A Gift. I Then Take The Idea And Make It My Own - That Is Where The Skill Lies.

A Symphony Is No Joke.

What Would Become Of All Historical Biography If It Was Written Only With Consideration For Other Peoples' Feelings?

Those Who Enjoy Their Own Emotionally Bad Health And Who Habitually Fill Their Own Minds With The Rank Poisons Of Suspicion, Jealousy And Hatred, As A Rule Take Umbrage At Those Who Refuse To Do Likewise, And They Find A Perverted Relief In Trying To Denigrate Them.

My Things Really Are Written With An Appalling Lack Of Practicality!