Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.
There is a vast difference between games and play. Play is played for fun, but games are deadly serious and you do not play them to enjoy yourself.
In Mozart and Salieri we see the contrast between the genius which does what it must and the talent which does what it can.
Here's the lily, here the rose Her full chalice shall disclose; Here's narcissus wet with dew, Windflower and the violet blue. Wear the garland I have made; Crowned with it, put pride away; For the wreath that blooms must fade; Thou thyself must fade some day, Rhodocleia.