I learned and performed much of his work during my time as an accompanist and music director, including the scores of Into The Woods and Company, though I never sought footage or audio of the man himself. He seemed too much "larger than life" for that to occur to me.

I wasn't aware of the age he'd reached when he died today, which places him in the category of the unfamiliar variety of role model who has lived almost a century – a significant fraction of human history since the eventual grip of science and industry – and whose eagerness to learn and create seems unrelated to their age.

When asked why he was still writing during his final interview with the New York Times:

What else am I going to do? … I’m too old now to do a lot of traveling, I’m sorry to say. What else would I do with my time but write?

And the quote shared today that I thought simplest and most useful:

The worst thing you can do is censor yourself as the pencil hits the paper. You must not edit until you get it all on paper. If you can put everything down, stream-of-consciousness, you'll do yourself a service.