“It hardly mattered to him that [his] book was forgotten and that it served no use; and the question of its worth at any time seemed almost trivial...He let his fingers riffle through the pages and felt a tingling, as… — John Williams Copy Share Image
“She was, he knew- and had known very early, he supposed- one of those rare and always lovely humans whose moral nature was so… — John Williams Copy Share Image
“What you seem so unwilling to accept, even now, is this: that the ideals which supported the old Republic had no correspondence to the… — John Williams Copy Share Image
“It's for us that the University exists, for the dispossessed of the world; not for the students, not for the selfless pursuit of knowledge,… — John Williams Copy Share Image
I don't make a particular distinction between 'high art' and 'low art.' Music is there for everybody. It's a river we can all put… — John Williams Copy Share Image
“Dispassionately, reasonably, he contemplated the failutre that his life must appear to be. He had wanted friendship and the closeness of friendship that might… — John Williams Copy Share Image
“Six times during my life has this tomb of my soul led me to the brink of that eternal darkness into which all men… — John Williams Copy Share Image
“But I can see what has ensued. A war doesn’t merely kill off a few thousand or a few hundred thousand young men. It… — John Williams Copy Share Image
I let it go. I have not looked at the 'Star Wars' films, and that's absolutely true. — John Williams Copy Share Image
You never write a theme for a movie thinking, 'This will live forever.' — John Williams Copy Share Image
“For a few moments in the evening, then, they talked quietly and casually, as if they were old friends or exhausted enemies.” — John Williams Copy Share Image
I honestly haven't done all that counting. It always feels new and a wonderful honor to receive these things. It's a fresh feeling. — John Williams Copy Share Image
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