Followed tramlines down coffinesque streets.
Note: coffinesque :)
How vulgar, this hankering after immortality, how vain, how false. Composers are merely scribblers of cave paintings. One writes music because winter is eternal and because, if one didn’t, the wolves and blizzards would be at one’s throat all the sooner.
Note: one should search for a spicier music experience
Rufus Sixsmith leans over the balcony and estimates his body’s velocity when it hits the sidewalk and lays his dilemmas to rest.
Note: solving for velocity=v=sqrt(2gh)
John F. Kennedy’s observation about New York. Do you know it? ‘Most cities are nouns, but New York is a verb.’
Note: love is a verb... it's action. it's showing. it's doing.