Youth Is Certain What It Rejects Before

Art Is Science Made Flesh.

Artists Can No More Speak About Their Work, Than Plants Can Speak About Horticulture.

The Dead Drug Leaves A Ghost Behind. At Certain Hours It Haunts The House.

I Have Lost My Seven Best Friends, Which Is To Say God Has Had Mercy On Me Seven Times Without Realizing It. He Lent A Friendship, Took It From Me, Sent Me Another.

Man Seeks To Escape Himself In Myth, And Does So By Any Means At His Disposal. Drugs, Alcohol, Or Lies. Unable To Withdraw Into Himself, He Disguises Himself. Lies And Inaccuracy Give Him A Few Moments Of Comfort.