I refuse to be a piece of sausage-meat in that bitch’s meat grinder.
I am not grist to that bitch’s grinding mill.
Beethoven – Schubert; Brahms – Bruckner; Strauss – Mahler: what a (romantic) tradition!
If you can let others make a fool of you and yet shrug it off and carry on with your life, then you are truly wise.
Squeezed on every side, you still find room in which to manoeuvre.
Others come and go, but you remain steadfast, true to your self.
How can you turn a complex philosophy into a video? The simple answer is that you can’t.
Mummification preserves the form but not the content of the deceased. It is a mark of a heathen people.
The soul only comes fully alive – albeit briefly – when you die, not before.
If truth were merely in the eye of the beholder, it would not have anything to do with Heaven, but would be a sham.
To move to a town without first having secured a job there would be akin to putting the proverbial cart before the horse and, as we all know, a cart without a horse to pull it doesn’t go anywhere.
The complete ‘sonofabitch’ would have to be a hammerer by day and a boxer at night.
I don’t see how, where sex is concerned, the relationship of men and women can possibly be equal.