Children, To Be Illustrious Is Sad.

A Teacher Is A Person Who Never Says Anything Once.

Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely; And If You Surrender Your Personal Responsibility To A Government Which Promises To Take Care Of You, They Will Only Take Care Of Themselves.

Both Poet And Painter Want To Reach The Silence Behind The Language, The Silence Within The Language. Both Painter And Poet Want Their Work To Shine Not Only In Daylight But (by Whatever Illusionist Magic) From Within.

When In Still Air And Still In Summertime A Leaf Has Had Enough Of This, It Seems To Make Up Its Mind To Go; Fine As A Sage Its Drifting In Detachment Down The Road.

I Have A Plot, But Not Much Happens.