His music was direct from his heart and brain in the purest form possible. |
I learned much more from defeat than I ever learned from winning |
I would be going until I went over the bounds of reality and was then caught up in a profound wish to be dead without having to go through the shaming defeat of suicide. |
I would be going until I went over the bounds of reality and was then caught up in a profound wish to be dead without having to go through the shaming defeat of suicide. |
I would be going until I went over the bounds of reality and was then caught up in a profound wish to be dead without having to go through the shaming defeat of suicide. |
Music has a poetry of its own, and that poetry is called melody. |
The aggravated agony of depression is terrifying, and elation, its nonidentical twin sister, is even more terrifying-attractive as she may be for a moment. You are grandiose beyond the reality of your creativity. |