A Slave Is One Who Waits For

The Artist Is Always Beginning.

The What Is So Much More Important Than How.

The Image Is More Than An Idea. It Is A Vortex Or Cluster Of Fused Ideas And Is Endowed With Energy.

And New York Is The Most Beautiful City In The World? It Is Not Far From It. No Urban Night Is Like The Night There... Squares After Squares Of Flame, Set Up And Cut Into The Aether. Here Is Our Poetry, For We Have Pulled Down The Stars To Our Will.

The Concept Of Genius As Akin To Madness Has Been Carefully Cultivated By The Inferiority Complex Of The Public.