No One Feels Another's Grief.

Above All Things, I Must Not Get Angry. If I Do Get Angry I Knock All The Teeth Out Of The Mouth Of The Poor Wretch Who Has Angered Me.

Approval Or Blame Will Follow In The World To Come.

I Am Composing Like A God, As If It Simply Had To Be Done As It Has Been Done.

There Are Two Contrary Impulses Which Govern This Man's Brain-the One Sane, And The Other Eccentric. They Alternate At Regular Intervals.

I Want You For Always...days, Years, Eternities.