It Is The Business Of The Artist

Rhythm Is Form Cut Into Time.

If A Man Isn't Willing To Take Some Risk For His Opinions, Either His Opinions Are No Good Or He's No Good.

When Words Cease To Cling Close To Things, Kingdoms Fall, Empires Wane And Diminish.

Artists Are The Antennae Of The Race.

I Could I Trust Starve Like A Gentleman. It's Listed As Part Of The Poetic Training, You Know.