My Dad died during the flu epidemic in 1918 when I was 4 years old. He left a lot of classical recordings behind that I began listening to at an early age, so he must have been a music lover. – Tom Glazer
I had bohemian parents in Seattle in the last 60s living in a houseboat. My dad wrote science fiction novels and painted big murals and oil paintings. – Rainn Wilson
Like hunger, physical love is a necessity. But mans appetite for amour is never so regular or so sustained as his appetite for the delights of the table. – Honore de Balzac
