Where Sanity Is There God Is.

Love's A Dog In A Manger.

What's That As Flies Without Wings, Your Ladyship? Time! Time!

Money Poisons You When You've Got It, And Starves You When You Haven't.

The Day Of The Absolute Is Over, And We're In For The Strange Gods Once More.

Art Is A Form Of Supremely Delicate Awareness And Atonement — Meaning Atoneness, The State Of Being At One With The Object.