Ingratitude is the frost that nips the flower even as it opens, that shrivels the generous apple on the branch, that freezes… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
“But godhead gradually slipped away from him, leaving only a sense of election and the power, through his music, to to change landscapes, seasons,… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
Ingratitude is the frost that nips the flower even as it opens, that shrivels the generous apple on the branch, that freezes the fountain… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
Some sins have no season. We are as likely to be angry in November as to lose our rag in March ... There is,… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
“His teachings, said his disciple Musaeus, had one simple theme: 'Everything comes into being from the One and is resolved into the One again.” — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
I got very keen on biography because I wanted to change it. I wanted to stretch the form. I think of it as a… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
“Tuning must come first. Each recital begins with a careful tightening of the pegs on the cross-bar, twisting them in their socket of red… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
“It was generally believed, said Theophilus, that Orpheus learned his music from the birds. His small voice, piping after theirs, filled with all the… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
“Time slipped and slid around him, unanchored by any fact that could be verified. Perhaps it did not matter. 'Where does our story take… — Ann Wroe Copy Share Image
