Creativity Makes A Leap, Then Looks To

Young Poets Bewail The Passing Of Love; Old Poets, The Passing Of Time. There Is Surprisingly Little Difference.

Anybody Can Lead A Frivolous Life. A Frivolous Writer, However, Must Have Taste And Intelligence.

Ultimately, Blind Faith Is The Only Kind.

Most Self-laceration Is More Noisy Than Painful.

The Eros Of Advertising Is Lurid But Not Specific.