I Wonder What Adam And Eve Think

The Sea Is A Collector, Quick To Return A Rapacious Look.

Assign Yogi Berra To Cape Canaveral; He Could Handle Any Missile.

Below The Incandescent Stars / Below The Incandescent Fruit, / The Strange Experience Of Beauty; / Its Existence Is Too Much; / It Tears One To Pieces / And Each Fresh Wave Of Consciousness / Is Poison.

It Is In General True That In Order To Create Works Of Art One Has To Have Leisure. On The Other Hand I Think That One Needs To Experience Resistance In A Practical Sense, And Even That Which Is Poignant To Bring Out What Makes Easy Reading For Others. Too Much Deprivation Of Course, Means Death.

One Detects Creative Power By Its Capacity To Conquer One's Detachment.