There is geometry in the humming of the strings there is music in the spacing of the spheres.
I said to my soul be still and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing.
Moving between the legs of tables and of chairs rising or falling grasping...
The last thing one discovers in composing a work is what to put first.
It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.
I just hope that as I get older, I calm down and enjoy the moment, enjoy...
Hold fast to dreams,For if dreams dieLife is a broken-winged...
My main hope for myself is to be where I am....
My main hope for myself is to be where I am.
