It Is Impossible To Say Just What

All Art Emulates The Condition Of Ritual. That Is What It Comes From And To That It Must Always Return For Nourishment.

All Dash To And Fro In Motor Cars. Familiar With The Roads And Settled Nowhere.

Every Moment Is A New And Shocking Transvaluation Of All We Have Ever Been.

We Fight To Keep Something Alive Rather Than In The Expectation That Anything Will Triumph.

It Will Do You No Harm To Find Yourself Ridiculous. Resign Yourself To Be The Fool You Are... ...we Must Always Take Risks. That Is Our Destiny.