From The First Moment Of Life, Men

Cities Are The Sinks Of The Human Race.

If It Is Reason That Forms Man Then It Is The Emotions That Guide Her.

Politeness Requires This Thing; Decorum That; Ceremony Has Its Forms, And Fashion Its Laws, And These Must Always Follow, Never The Promptings Of Our Own Nature.

The Universe Was Born Restless And Has Never Since Been Still.

It Is Not I That Am Drawing, It Is This Thing At The End Of My Hand.