Genius Is An Infinite Capacity For Pain.

Laughter Is Just A Slowed Down Scream Of Terror.

Here Was A Flower (the Daisy Reflected) Strangely Like Itself And Yet Utterly Unlike Itself Too. Such A Paradox Has Often Been The Basis For The Most Impassioned Love.

Though Opposition Is A Hopeless Task, Acquiescence Would Be Worse.

Thought Is A Disease Of The Brain. The Mind Defends Itself Against The Degenerative Process Of Creativity; It Begins To Jell; Notions Solidify Into Inalterable Systems.

All Children... Feel A Demonic Sympathy With Those Things That Cause Disorder In The Grown-up World.