“Boredom looms over the liveliest lessons, seeking to destroy.”

“I meet them in this stadium, strangers at opposing desks until I wave my red flag.”

“I miss those times when I hadn't a clue.”

“I am the wood frame, the bundle of ox hair, and the creative spark... my value unhangable.”

“Yell to be heard and no one will listen, speak in whispers and all will strain to hear.”

“Old men, old men, old men. Medals, medals, medals. Not a brow without a furrow, not a breast without a star. My brother and husband are uniquely-young here. The grouping of young Grand Dukes doesn't count because a grouping is just what they are: a marble bas-relief. Today the whole old-age of Russia seems to have flowed into this place in homage to the eternal youth of Greece. A living lesson of history and philosophy: this is what time does with people, this is what it does--with gods. This is what time does with a man, this is what (a glance at the statues) art does. And, the last lesson: this is what time does with a man; this is what a man does with time. But because of my youth I don't think about that, I feel only a cold shudder. ("The Opening of the Museum")”

“Someday you'll find the placeIt's the place where love takes over hateThen you'll see all the things you doAffect everyone around youThen you'll see there's no fear at allYou held my hand, we took down that wallAs I looked at you with nothing to sayNow I understand why you pushed me awayI looked far and now I seeThat the only one I needed was me”