Whoever Has Not Two-thirds Of His Time

In The Knowledge Of Truth, What Really Matters Is The Possession Of It, Not The Impulse Under Which It Was Sought.

The Living Is Merely A Type Of What Is Dead, And A Very Rare Type.

...if I Continued To Harbour Any Hope For Music It Lay In The Expectation That A Musician Might Come Who Was Sufficiently Bold, Subtle, Malicious, Southerly, Superhealthy To Confront That Music And In An Immortal Fashion Take Revenge On It.

Possessions Are Usually Diminished By Possession.

I Love Him Whose Soul Is Deep Even In The Wounding