By mere burial man arrives not at bliss and in the future life, throughout its whole infinite range, they will seek for happiness as vainly as they sought it here, who seek it in aught else than that which so closely surrounds them here – the Infinite. – Johann Gottlieb Fichte
My biography of Frank Sinatra is not paean to his music but rather an illumination of the man behind the music, who once described himself as an 18-karat manic-depressive who lived a life of violent emotional contradictions with an over-acute capacity for sadness as well as happiness. – Kitty Kelley

