Stephen Joshua Sondheim

Dreams are a sweet mistake All dreamers must awake.. On then with the dance No backward glance Or my heart will break Never look back NEVER LOOK BACK. . . . Follies

You move just a finger, say the slightest word, something's bound to linger-be heard.

Careful the spell you cast, not just on children. Sometimes the spell may last Past what you can see And turn against you... Careful the tale you tell. That is the spell.

Tonight, tonight, won't be just any night. Tonight there will be no morning star.

Work is what you do for others, Liebchen, Art is what you do for yourself.

Can't we just pursue our lives With our children and our wives Till that happy day arrives How do you ignore All the witches All the curses All the wolves, all the lies The false hopes, the goodbyes . . .

The more you cling to things, The more you love them, The more the pain you suffer, When they're taken from you...

I do not dwell on dreams I know how soon a dream becomes an expectation How can I have expectations? Look at me, No, Captain, Look at me, Look at me!

If the end is right, it justifies the beans!

Ah, but if you have no expectations, You can never have a disappointment.