"It is a tremendous act of violence to begin anything. I am not able to begin. I simply skip what sho..." — Rainer Maria Rilke

All the soarings of my mind begin in my blood.

There may be good, but there are no pleasant marriages.

There are so many things about which some old man ought to tell one while one is little; for when one is grown one would know them as a matter of course.

Truly to sing, that is a different breath.