We Accept Reality So Readily - Perhaps

Fame Is A Form, Perhaps The Worst Form, Of Incomprehension.

I Have Always Imagined That Paradise Will Be A Kind Of Library.

A Man Sets Himself The Task Of Portraying The World. Shortly Before He Dies He Discovers That This Patient Labyrinth Of Lines Is A Drawing Of His Own Face.

Time Broadens The Scope Of Verses And I Know Of Some Which, Like Music, Are Everything For All Men.

What I'm Really Concerned About Is Reaching One Person. And That Person May Be Myself For All I Know.