All is not gold that glitters,
Pleasure seems sweet, but proves a glass of bitters

I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well.

Such ever was love's way; to rise, it stoops

Gary just 'Be.' Be yourself. Be you as if you were that goldsmith.

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine

They say women and music should never be dated