Everyone Is Necessarily The Hero Of His

If You Would Learn A Thing, Straightway Declare Yourself A Professor Of It!

My Dear Fellow,' Burlingame Said, 'we Sit Here On A Blind Rock Careening Through Space; We Are All Of Us Rushing Headlong To The Grave. Think You The Worms Will Care, When Anon They Make A Meal Of You, Whether You Spent Your Moment Sighing Wigless In Your Chamber, Or Sacked The Golden Towns Of Montezuma? Lookee, The Day's Nigh Spent; 'tis Gone Careening Into Time Forever. Not A Tale's Length Past We Lined Our Bowels With Dinner, And Already They Growl For More. We Are Dying Men, Ebenezer: I'faith, There's Time For Naught But Bold Resolves!

Choosing Is Existence. To The Extent That You Don't Choose, You Don't Exist.

Not Every Boy Thrown To The Wolves Becomes A Hero.

It's Easier And Sociabler To Talk Technique Than It Is To Make Art.