The Public Will Believe Anything, So Long

What An Artist Is For Is To Tell Us What We See But Do Not Know That We See.

A Great Many People Now Reading And Writing Would Be Better Employed Keeping Rabbits.

Another Little Drink Wouldn't Do Us Any Harm.

What Is The Special Privilege Of Youth? It Is, I Think, The Power Of Looking Forward, The Firm Belief That The Future Holds Something That Is Worth Possessing, And That, Therefore, One Can Let The Present Moment Drop From One Without Regret And Without Fear.

Tall Windows Show Infinity; And, Hard Reality, The Candles Weep And Pry And Dance Like Lives Mocked At By Chance. The Rooms Are Vast As Sleep Within; When Once I Ventured In, Chill Silence, Like A Surging Sea, Slowly Enveloped Me.