Right at the end of the war I wrote a piano sonata, which was written at a time when Sam Barber used to come down here and we used to have lunch together in a very nice old hotel that's now not there.
“What is right for one soul may not be right for another. It may mean having to stand on your own and do something strange in the eyes of others.”
“No problem can be solved from the same level of consciousness that created it.”