I Am Patient With Stupidity But Not

The Living Blind And Seeing Dead Together Lie As If In Love . . . There Was No More Hating Then, And No More Love; Gone Is The Heart Of Man.

My Poems Are Hymns Of Praise To The Glory Of Life.

As For The Usefulness Of Poetry, Its Uses Are Many. It Is The Deification Of Reality.

I Am An Unpopular Electric Eel Set In A Pond Of Goldfish.

The Arts Are Life Accelerated And Concentrated.