Habit Is A Great Deadener.

Habit Is A Great Deadener.

Unfathomable Mind, Now Beacon, Now Sea.

Words Are All We Have.

I Speak For An Art ... Weary Of Its Puny Exploits, Weary Of Pretending To Be Able, Of Being Able, Of Doing A Little Better The Same Old Thing, Of Going A Little Further Along A Dreary Road.

I Use The Words You Taught Me. If They Don't Mean Anything Any More, Teach Me Others. Or Let Me Be Silent.