They both fell silent. For a while the only sound they could hear was the noise of books resting on shelves, which wasn’t really enough of a sound to distract them from the awkwardness of the moment.

Neil said to me once that in times of desperation, you have to force yourself to make a decision.It's your choice, he said. Us or them. So choose.

We have gone through some difficult times like everyone else and perhaps our working together and respecting each other's abilities, in addition to that little thing called love, helped us survive.

It will be the first time I've played live with a double bass.

We talk about taking "pleasure in a thing": but in truth it is pleasure in ourselves, mediated by a thing.

The novelties of one generation are only the resuscitated fashions of the generation before last.

Fashions are induced epidemics.

There were too many ears that listened for others besides themselves, and too many tongues that wagged to those they shouldn't.

Ovid lies here, the poet, skilled in love's gentle sport; By his own talents he worked his undoing. Oh, you who pass by, if ever you have loved, Think it not a burden to wish him calm repose.

What's new?" is an interesting and broadening eternal question, but one which, if pursued exclusively, results only in an endless parade of trivia and fashion, the silt of tomorrow.

Dams have harmed our wildlife and made rivers less useful for recreation.