The Worst Mistake I Made Was That

The Concept Of Genius As Akin To Madness Has Been Carefully Cultivated By The Inferiority Complex Of The Public.

The Only History That Matters Is The History We Know.

And In The Mean Time My Songs Will Travel, And The Devirginated Young Ladies Will Enjoy Them When They Have Got Over The Strangeness

When Words Cease To Cling Close To Things, Kingdoms Fall, Empires Wane And Diminish.

A Little Light, Like A Rushlight / To Lead Back To Splendour.