An Expense Of Ends To Means Is

Only A Biker Knows Why A Dog Sticks His Head Out Of A Car Window.

It Behooves Us To Be Careful What We Worship, For What We Are Worshipping We Are Becoming.

I Look On Sculpture As History. I Do Not Think The Apollo And The Jove Impossible In Flesh And Blood. Every Trait The Artist Recorded In Stone, He Had Seen In Life, And Better Than His Copy.

Criticism Is Infested With The Cant Of Materialism, Which Assumes That Manual Skill And Activity Is The First Merit Of All Men, And Disparages Such As Say And Do Not, Overlooking The Fact, That Some Men, Namely, Poets, Are Natural Sayers, Sent Into The World To The End Of Expression, And Confounds Them With Those Whose Province Is Action, But Who Quit To Imitate The Sayers.

All History Is A Record Of The Power Of Minorities, And Of Minorities Of One.