I'm One Of The Cliches That Has

The Heroes Of The Present Will Retreat To The Imitation They Are Anyhow.

Love Is Form, And Cannot Be Without Important Substance

One Loves Only Form, And Form Only Comes Into Existence When The Thing Is Born.

What Can We Do When Even The Public Conveyances Sing? How Can We Go Anywhere, Even Cross-town How Get Out Of Anywhere

There Is A Grace Of Life Which Is Still Yours, My Dear Europe.