Isn't It Awful That Cold Feet Make

The Real Genres: Good And Bad.

When The Theater Gates Open, A Mob Pours Inside, And It Is The Poet's Task To Turn It Into An Audience.

If Human Beings Are Immortal, So Are Animals. If Matter Has The Ability To Remember, It Also Has The Ability To Think.

Poetry, It Is Often Said And Loudly So, Is Life's True Mirror. But A Monkey Looking Into A Work Of Literature Looks In Vain For Socrates.

Genius Differs From Talent Not By The Amount Of Original Thoughts, But By Making The Latter Fertile And By Positioning Them Properly, In Other Words, By Integrating Everything Into A Whole, Whereas Talent Produces Only Fragments, No Matter How Beautiful.