The moment the child is born, stimuli begin to play upon him.
The truth is, the world is so constructed that if you wish to enjoy its fruits, you must submit to its rules.
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness— Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
没有音乐,生活将是一个错误。
我们都是由我们所失去的和所获得的东西共同塑造的。