Hate Is The Revenge Of A Coward

[chess] Is A Foolish Expedient For Making Idle People Believe They Are Doing Something Very Clever, When They Are Only Wasting Their Time.

I Was Told That My Diet Was So Poor That I Could Not Repair The Bones That Were Broken And Operated On. So I Have Just Had An Xradiograph Taken; And Lo! Perfectly Mended Solid Bone So Beautifully White That I Have Left Instructions That, If I Die, A Glove Stretcher Is To Be Made Of Me And Sent To You As A Souvenir

You Use A Glass Mirror To See Your Face; You Use Works Of Art To See Your Soul.

No Severity Of Punishment Deters When Detection Is Uncertain, As It Always Must Be.

All Artists Are Anarchists.