“ If there is anyone here whom I have not insulted I beg his pardon. ”
The only true immortality lies in one's chi
~ Johannes Brahms
Without craftsmanship, inspiration is a mere reed shaken in the wind.
Those who enjoy their own emotionally bad health and who habitually fill their own minds with the rank poisons of suspicion, jealousy and hatred, as a rule take umbrage at those who refuse to do likewise, and they find a perverted relief in trying to denigrate them.
