A great poet is the most precious jewel of a nation.
Rossini would have been a great composer if his teacher had spanked him enough on the backside.
The barriers are not erected which can say to aspiring talents and industry, “Thus far & no farther.â€
Recommend to your children virtue; that alone can make them happy, not gold.
Your love makes me at once the happiest & the unhappiest of men.
I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms & say that I am really at home with you, & can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits.
Then let us all do what is right, strive with all our might toward the unattainable, develop as fully as we can the gifts God has given us, & never stop learning.
I shall seize Fate by the throat; it shall certainly not bend and crush me completely.
The true artist has no pride. He sees unfortunately that art has no limits. He has a vague awareness of how far he is from reaching his goal; & while others may perhaps admire him, he laments that he has not yet reached the point to which his better genius only lights the way for him like a distant sun.
12-15-2007, 01:03 PM
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