Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Samuel Beckett

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Being that music is our life, in that it has given us a life – did we make things clear? That is, do we love Music, and not the systems, the rituals, the symbols – the worldly greedy gymnastics we substitute for it? That is, do we give everything – a total commitment to our own uniqueness?’

Morton Feldman

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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.

T.S. Eliot

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There is no port, there is nowhere to go
only the deepening blackness darkening still
blacker upon the soundless, ungurgling flood
darkness at one with darkness, up and down
and sideways utterly dark, so there is no direction any more

D.H. Lawrence

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The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognise who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space.

Kublai Khan

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When bankers get together for dinner, they discuss Art.
When artists get together for dinner, they discuss money.

Oscar Wilde

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It is impossible to speak in a way which is never misunderstood.

Karl Popper

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You do not like them.
So you say.
Try them! Try them!
And you may.
Try them and you may I say.

Dr. Seuss

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