Socrates Wrote Nothing. Christ Wrote Nothing.

I See Myself As Rhoda, Not Mary Tyler Moore.

All Art Deals With The Absurd And Aims At The Simple. Good Art Speaks Truth, Indeed Is Truth, Perhaps The Only Truth.

No Love Is Entirely Without Worth, Even When The Frivolous Calls To The Frivolous And The Base To The Base.

Art Is The Final Cunning Of The Human Soul Which Would Rather Do Anything Than Face The Gods.

There Is A Gulf Fixed Between Those Who Can Sleep And Those Who Cannot. It Is One Of The Greatest Divisions Of The Human Race.