Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun it falls tenderly yet sadly on the heart.
A guilty conscience needs to confess. A work of art is a confession.
The myth of unlimited production brings war in its train as inevitably as...
We used to wonder where war lived what it was that made it so vile. And now...
Truth like light blinds. Falsehood on the contrary is a beautiful...
I guess Ive always wanted to push the boundaries as an actor.
I'd like to work on putting art programs back in...
Music enriches people's lives in the same way...
