The Pronoun Is One Of The Most

The Price Of Tapping Water Into Every House Is That No One Values Water Any More.

Stained Glass, Engraved Glass, Frosted Glass; Give Me Plain Glass.

Science Disembodies; Art Embodies.

I Suppose I'd Had, By The Standards Of That Pre-permissive Time, A Good Deal Of Sex For My Age. Girls, Or A Certain Kind Of Girl, Liked Me; I Had A Car-not So Common Among Undergraduates In Those Days-and I Had Some Money. I Wasn't Ugly; And Even More Important, I Had My Loneliness, Which, As Every Cad Knows, Is A Deadly Weapon With Women. My 'technique' Was To Make A Show Of Unpredictability, Cynicism, And Indifference. Then, Like A Conjurer With His White Rabbit, I Produced The Solitary Heart.

When You Draw Something It Lives And When You Photograph It It Dies