I'm A Holy Man Minus The Holiness.

Nonsense And Beauty Have Close Connections.

The Sadness Of The Incomplete, The Sadness That Is Often Life, But Should Never Be Art.

Ideas Are Fatal To Caste.

Then She Lay On Her Back And Gazed At The Cloudless Sky. Mr. Beebe, Whose Opinion Of Her Rose Daily, Whispered To His Niece That That Was The Proper Way To Behave If Any Little Thing Went Wrong.

You Told Me Once That We Shall Be Judged By Our Intentions, Not By Our Accomplishments. I Thought It A Grand Remark. But We Must Intend To Accomplish - Not Sit Intending On A Chair.