I felt New York was a big, more stylish, more metropolitan Golders Green. I was thrilled.
I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees.
the shell must break before the bird can fly.
Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
The mighty hopes that make us men.
At the moment I sin, I desire the sin more than I desire to please God.
Sometimes the critics review me harshly for not being critical of government but it's not me who has said I was political.
They are saying that if life has a structure, a staff, a sensible scaffold, we hang our nonsense on it. And they are saying that broken parts add color and music to the staff of life.
That's all I want. Just you and me. Always.