To Die On A Dying Earth -

[t]here Is One And Only One Way To Possess That In Which We Are Defective, Therefore That Which We Need, Therefore That Which We Want. Become It.

... Chastity Is Not Given Once And For All Like A Wedding Ring That Is Put On Never To Be Taken Off, But Is A Garden Which Each Day Must Be Weeded, Watered, And Trimmed Anew, Or Soon There Will Be Only Brambles And Wilderness.

I Once Asked A Young Dissertation Writer Whether Her Suddenly Grayed Hair Was Due To Ill Health Or Personal Tragedy; She Answered: “it Was The Footnotes”.

As My Mother Once Said: The Boys Throw Stones At The Frog In Jest. But The Frogs Die In Earnest.

Art Is Collective. Always, It Has A Tradition Behind It.