Roger

“Before I end this letter, I pray heaven to bestow the best of blessings on this house and all that shall hereafter inhabit it. May none but honest and wise men rule under this roof. November 2, 1800.”
― John Adams, The Letters of John and Abigail Adams

“Art is the expression of man's pleasure in labour.”
― William Morris

“Tis not in mortals to command success; but we’ll do more, Sempronius, we’ll deserve it.”
― Joseph Addison, Cato: A Tragedy, and Selected Essays

“I can whistle almost the whole of the Fifth Symphony, all four movements, and with it I have solaced many a whining hour to sleep. It answers all my questions, the noble, mighty thing, it is “green pastures and still waters” to my soul. Indeed, without music I should wish to die. Even poetry, Sweet Patron Muse forgive me the words, is not what music is. I find that lately more and more my fingers itch for a piano, and I shall not spend another winter without one. Last night I played for about two hours, the first time in a year, I think, and though most everything is gone enough remains to make me realize I could get it back if I had the guts. People are so dam lazy, aren’t they? Ten years I have been forgetting all I learned so lovingly about music, and just because I am a boob. All that remains is Bach. I find that I never lose Bach. I don’t know why I have always loved him so. Except that he is so pure, so relentless and incorruptible, like a principle of geometry.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay