Art Is Long And Life Is Short,

Going Home Must Be Like Going To Render An Account.

It Is A Maudlin And Indecent Verity That Comes Out Through The Strength Of Wine.

I Remember My Youth And The Feeling That Will Never Come Back Any More

They Had Behind Them, To My Mind, The Terrific Suggestiveness Of Words Heard In Dreams, Of Phrases Spoken In Nightmares.

All Creative Art Is Magic , Is Evocation Of The Unseen In Forms Persuasive, Enlightening, Familiar And Surprising, For The Edification Of Mankind , Pinned Down By The Conditions Of Its Existence To The Earnest Consideration Of The Most Insignificant Tides Of Reality .