By Simple Common Sense I Don't Believe

Man As An Individual Is A Genius. But Men In The Mass Form The Headless Monster, A Great, Brutish Idiot That Goes Where Prodded.

The People Are Applauding You Because None Of Them Understands You And Applauding Me Because Everybody Understands Me.

I Do Not Have Much Patience With A Thing Of Beauty That Must Be Explained To Be Understood.

So When I Cease To Be I Want To Go Back...to The Sea! Oh For The Life Of A Sardine! That Is The Life For Me!

Unless I Write Every Day, I Don't Feel I Deserve My Dinner.