In Nature A Repulsive Caterpillar Turns Into

Isolation In Creative Work Is An Onerous Thing. Better To Have Negative Criticism Than Nothing At All.

You Look At Any Poetic Creature: Muslin, Ether, Demigoddess, Millions Of Delights; Then You Look Into The Soul And Find The Most Ordinary Crocodile!

He Is No Longer A City Dweller Who Has Even Once In His Life Caught A Ruff Or Seen How, On Clear And Cool Autumn Days, Flocks Of Migrating Thrushes Drift Over A Village. Until His Death He Will Be Drawn To Freedom.

A Man Who Doesn't Drink Is Not, In My Opinion, Fully A Man.

Calculating Selfishness Is The Annihilation Of Self.