Born Of The Sensibility, Art Sows And

Good Books Are Irrefutable, And Bad Books Refute Themselves.

Man Is The Inventor Of Stupidity.

Man, In Spite Of His Tendency Towards Mendacity, Has A Great Respect For What He Calls The Truth. Truth Is His Staff In His Voyage Through Life; Commonplaces Are The Bread In His Bag And The Wine In His Jug.

Art Is The Accomplice Of Love. Take Love Away And There Is No Longer Art.

If The Secret Of Being A Bore Is To Tell All, The Secret Of Pleasing Is To Say Just Enough To Be -not Understood, But Divined.