The Cancer Of Time Is Eating Us

The Englishman, Be It Noted, Seldom Resorts To Violence; When He Is Sufficiently Goaded He Simply Opens Up, Like The Oyster, And Devours His Adversary.

The Prisoner Is Not The One Who Has Commited A Crime, But The One Who Clings To His Crime And Lives It Over And Over.

You Can Travel Fifty Thousand Miles In America Without Once Tasting A Piece Of Good Bread.

A Book Lying Idle On A Shelf Is Wasted Ammunition.

An Artist Is Always Alone - If He Is An Artist. No, What The Artist Needs Is Loneliness.