Always Be A Poet, Even In Prose.

However Incoherent A Human Existence May Be, Human Unity Is Not Bothered By It.

Happy Is The Man Who Can With Vigorous Wing Mount To Those Luminous Serene Fields! The Man Whose Thoughts, Like Larks, Take Liberated Flight Toward The Morning Skies --who Hovers Over Life And Understands Without Effort The Language Of Flowers And Voiceless Things!

Multitude, Solitude: Equal And Interchangeable Terms For The Active And Prolific Poet.

Unable To Suppress Love, The Church Wanted At Least To Disinfect It, And It Created Marriage.

Since Photography Gives Us Every Guarantee Of Exactitude That We Could Desire (they Really Believe That, The Mad Fools !), Then Photography And Art Are The Same Thing.