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You Can Sit There, Tense And Worried, Freezing The Creative Energies, Or You Can Start Writing Something. It Doesn't Matter What. In Five Or Ten Minutes, The Imagination Will Heat, The Tightness Will Fade, And A Certain Spirit And Rhythm Will Take Over.

When The Thunder Rumbles, Now The Age Of Gold Is Dead. When The Dreams We've Clung To Trying To Stay Young, Have Left Us Parched And Old Instead. When My Courage Crumbles, When I Feel Confused And Frail, When My Spirit Falters On Decaying Altars And My Illusions Fail -- I Go On Right Then. I Go On Again. I Go On To Say I Will Celebrate Another Day. I Go On. If Tomorrow Tumbles And Everything I Love Is Gone, I Will Face Regret All My Days, And Yet I Will Still Go On.

The Key To The Mystery Of A Great Artist Is That For Reasons Unknown, He Will Give Away His Energies And His Life Just To Make Sure That One Note Follows Another... And Leaves Us With The Feeling That Something Is Right In The World.

Any Asshole Can Write A Tone-row. It Takes A Composer To Write A Tune.

The Most Difficult Instrument To Play In The Orchestra Is Second Fiddle.