Poetry Is A Religion Without Hope, But

After The Writer's Death, Reading His Journal Is Like Receiving A Long Letter.

Since These Mysteries Exceed My Grasp, I Shall Pretend To Have Organized Them.

An Original Artist Is Unable To Copy. So He Has Only To Copy In Order To Be Original.

The Instinct Of Nearly All Societies Is To Lock Up Anybody Who Is Truly Free. First, Society Begins By Trying To Beat You Up. If This Fails, They Try To Poison You. If This Fails Too, The Finish By Loading Honors On Your Head.

The Public Only Takes Up Yesterday As A Stick To Beat Today.