Our Relations To Each Other Are Oblique

I Am Always Insincere, As Always Knowing There Are Other Moods.

Great Geniuses Have The Shortest Biographies. Their Cousins Can Tell You Nothing About Them. They Lived In Their Writings, And Sotheir House And Street Life Was Trivial And Commonplace. If You Would Know Their Tastes And Complexions, The Most Admiring Of Their Readers Most Resembles Them.

Anger Is That Powerful Internal Force That Blows Out The Light Of Reason.

Music Takes Us Out Of The Actual And Whispers To Us Dim Secrets That Startles Out Wonder As To Who We Are, And For What, Whence, And Whereto.

A Sect Or Party Is An Elegant Incognito Devised To Save A Man From The Vexation Of Thinking.