What Counts Is The Cultural Level

What Thou Lovest Well Remains.

'tis Not Need We Know Our Every Thought Or See The Work Shop Where Each Mask Is Wrought Wherefrom We View The World Of Box And Pit, Careless Of Wear, Just So The Mask Shall Fit And Serve Our Jape's Turn For A Night Or Two.

I Did Not Enter Into Silence. Silence Captured Me.

But The One Thing You Should. Not Do Is To Suppose That When Something Is Wrong With The Arts, It Is Wrong With The Arts Only.

Be Not Cheap Or Mediocre In Desiring.