You can't be gone. I need you here, with me. What am I going to do without you?

Is breá liom tú le mo chroí go, anois agus go deo.” "And I love you with all my heart, now and forever, Manus O'Brien.

Can we cut the Zen crap for a moment?" I ask. "I'm trying to beat this bag to a pulp.

A brilliant epigram is a solemn platitude gone to a masquerade ball.

Work grows out of other work, and there are very few eureka moments

To cease to think creatively is to cease to live

By weaker accents, what's your praise When Philomel her voice doth raise?

The material of music is sound and silence. Integrating these is composing.

Disillusionment is not truth.

Adults acting like children and children acting like adults is generally a pretty reliable comic device.

I don't like you, but I love you.