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Experience Is Always A Trustworthy Guide; It May Not Tell You Everything, But It Never Lies.

The Mind Has No Sex.

I Was Born To Love - But None Of You Wanted To Believe It, And That Misunderstanding Was Crucial In Forming My Character. It's True That Nature Was Strangely Inconsistent In Giving Me A Warm Heart, But Also A Face That Was Like A Stone Mask And A Tongue That Was Heavy And Slow. She Refused Me What She Bestowed Freely On Even The Most Loutish Of My Fellow Men. . . . People Judged My Inner Character By My Outer Covering, And Like A Sterile Fruit, I Withered Under The Rough Husk I Couldn't Slough Off.

We Cannot Tear Out A Single Page Of Our Life, But We Can Throw The Whole Book In The Fire.

It Is Extraordinary How Music Sends One Back Into Memories Of The Past.