The tea is ice-cold, the room grows colder and colder, but I grow warmer and warmer.

Why hurry over beautiful things? Why not linger and enjoy them?

I once believed that I possessed creative talent, but I have given up this idea; a woman must not desire to compose — there has never yet been one able to do it. Should I expect to be the one?

My imagination can picture no fairer happiness than to continue living for art.

Composing gives me great pleasure... there is nothing that surpasses the joy of creation, if only because through it one wins hours of self-forgetfulness, when one lives in a world of sound.

There is nothing greater than the joy of composing something oneself and then listening to it.

I wish to lead a life free from care, and I see that I shall be unhappy if I cannot always work at my art.

I will yield to popular demands only insofar as they do not betray my own convictions.

I do not want horses or diamonds - I am happy in possessing you.

My health may be better preserved if I exert myself less, but in the end doesn't each person give his life for his calling?

If I have known much trouble in my youth, I have also known much joy.

...we will stand amazed to see the topside of the tapestry and how God beautifully embroidered each circumstance into a pattern for our good and His glory.

We're interested in the mass-merchandising of anything. If there was a market in mass-produced portable nuclear weapons, we'd market them too

Jacob: "Let her stare."Terra: "What?"Jacob: "Yeah most of the starers are just curious. Smile back. That's what I used to do.

The science of pure mathematics, in its modern developments, may claim to be the most original creation of the human spirit.

All the sea-gods are dead. You, Venus, come home To your salt maidenhead.

I'm really not one of these procrastinators who cleans the house in order to put off writing, but life gets in the way.

Almost anyone can see the golden light in an enlightened master's aura when the master meditates, unless, of course, the person is blocked up psychically.

Men want to make women happy.

Money is either the best or the worst area of communication in our marriages.

yet it seems Life scarce can cast a fragrance on the wind, Scarce spread a glory to the morning beams, But the torn petals strew the garden plot; And there's but common greenness after that.