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How hard it is to make your thoughts look anything but imbecile fools when you paint them with ink on paper.
Love is a quicksilver word; though you see plainly where it is, you have only to put your finger on it to find that it is not there but someplace else.
And yet, I suppose you mourn the loss or the death of what you thought your life was, even if you find your life is better after. You mourn the future that you thought you'd planned.
There were a lot of songs during my MCA years that I thought should have been singles but were not. You can't worry about what wasn't - I was very lucky to have as many hits as I had.
Your high points and your low points. High points don't last that long, it's a high and it happens. It's great at the moment but you really can't live on it.
You should not quarrel with your neighbour, for he will remain where he is, but your high handedness will become the talk of the people.
The mob is a sort of bear; while your ring is through its nose, it will even dance under your cudgel; but should the ring slip, and you lose your hold, the brute will turn and rend you.
An artist makes a painting, and nobody bugs him or her about it. It's just you and your painting. To me, that's the way it should be with film as well.
Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar, where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell?
