Drawing Is Deception.

I Might Be In The Basement. I'll Go Upstairs And Check. We Adore Chaos Because We Love To Produce Order. I Don't Use Drugs; My Dreams Are Frightening Enough.

It Has Always Irked Me As Improper That There Are Still So Many People For Whom The Sky Is No More Than A Mass Of Random Points Of Light. I Do Not See Why We Should Recognize A House, A Tree, Or A Flower Here Below And Not, For Example, The Red Arcturus Up There In The Heavens As It Hangs From Its Constellation Bootes, Like A Basket Hanging From A Balloon.

I Might Be In The Basement. I'll Go Upstairs And Check.

In Mathematical Quarters, The Regular Division Of The Plane Has Been Considered Theoretically. ... [mathematicians] Have Opened The Gate Leading To An Extensive Domain, But They Have Not Entered This Domain Themselves. By Their Very Nature They Are More Interested In The Way In Which The Gate Is Opened Than In The Garden Lying Behind It.

At Moments Of Great Enthusiasm It Seems To Me That No One In The World Has Ever Made Something This Beautiful And Important.