The Sole Art That Suits Me Is

Often With Good Sentiments We Produce Bad Literature.

Sadness Is A State Of Sin.

We Should Enjoy This Summer, Flower By Flower, As If It Were To Be The Last One We’ll See.

It Is Not Always By Plugging Away At A Difficulty And Sticking To It That One Overcomes It; Often It Is By Working On The One Next To It. Some Things And Some People Have To Be Approached Obliquely, At An Angle.

Only Those Things Are Beautiful Which Are Inspired By Madness And Written By Reason.