Grant Us Brotherhood, Not Only For This

The Art Finds Kingdoms In A Foot Of Ground.

One Cannot Balance Tragedy In The Scales Unless One Weighs It With The Tragic Heart.

Honesty Is As Rare As A Man Without Self-pity.

And Thames And All The Rivers Of The Kings Ran Into Mississippi And Were Drowned. They Planted England With A Stubborn Trust But The Cleft Dust Was Never English Dust.

Whatever Poetry That Was In Me Was Coming Out In The Form Of Constructing Art Books!