By Simple Common Sense I Don't Believe

I Do Not Have Much Patience With A Thing Of Beauty That Must Be Explained To Be Understood.

In This Desperate Way, I Started Many A Comedy.

The Saddest Thing I Can Imagine Is To Get Used To Luxury. [and Therefore Not Appreciate It Fully Or Be Grateful For It Every Moment.]

Greed Has Poisoned Men's Souls, Has Barricaded The World With Hate, Has Goose-stepped Us Into Misery And Bloodshed.

Where Words Leave Off, Gesture Begins. Don't We Speak Of A Person Being Speechless With Rage, Dancing With Impatience, Setting His Teeth? The Final Motions Of The Soul Are Speechless, Animal, Grotesque, Or Of An Incomparable Beauty.