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If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

I know that the twelve notes in each octave and the variety of rhythm offer me opportunities that all of human genius will never exhaust.

A great wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination or a headache.

It’s beautiful, disturbing, moving, melancholy and so very very sad, each frame filled with the strange innocent wisdom of childhood.

He not busy being born is busy dying.

The sinews of war are infinite money.

The structure of a play is always the story of how the birds came home to roost.

No one is more arrogant toward women, more aggressive or scornful, than the man who is anxious about his virility.

Fearing no insult, asking for no crown, receive with indifference both flattery and slander, and do not argue with a fool.

I love quotations because it is a joy to find thoughts one might have, beautifully expressed with much authority by someone recognized wiser than oneself.