My Philosophy Is Fundamentally Sad, But I'm

Wherever Learning Breeds Specialists, The Sum Of Human Culture Is Enhanced Thereby. That Is The Illusion And Consolation Of Specialists.

Caminante, No Hay Camino, Se Hace Camino Al Andar. (walk, There Is No Path, The Path Is Made By Walking.)

What Have You Done With The Garden That Was Entrusted To You?

I Thought My Fire Was Out, And Stirred The Ashes…. I Burnt My Fingers.

In Order To Write Poetry, You Must First Invent A Poet Who Will Write It.