Leave To The Masters Of Art Trained

Have Not Manet And Monet, Cézanne And Matisse, Rendered To Painting Something Of The Same Service Which Keats And Shelley Gave To Poetry After The Solemn And Ceremonious Literary Perfections Of The Eighteenth Century? They Have Brought Back To The Pictorial Art A New Draught Of Joie De Vivre; And The Beauty Of Their Work Is Instinct With Gaiety, And Floats In Sparkling Air. I Do Not Expect These Masters Would Particularly Appreciate My Defence, But I Must Avow An Increasing Attraction To Their Work.

The Inherent Vice Of Capitalism Is The Unequal Sharing Of Blessings; The Inherent Virtue Of Socialism Is The Equal Sharing Of Miseries.

Science Burrows Its Insulted Head In The Filth Of Slaughterous Inventions.

Always Remember, A Cat Looks Down On Man, A Dog Looks Up To Man, But A Pig Will Look Man Right In The Eye And See His Equal.

It Happens That Once We Learn A Thing, The Motivation To Keep It Up Grows And Expands Further As Well. If You're Going Through Hell, Keep Going.