His Lips Drink Water But His Heart

Nobody Else Can Be Alive For You; Nor Can You Be Alive For Anybody Else.

Treat A Man Like Dirt-he Produces Flowers.

Humanity I Love You Because When You're Hard Up You Pawn Your Intelligence To Buy A Drink.

The Intellectuals' Chief Cause Of Anguish Are One Another's Works. Jacques Barzun, 1959 All Ignorance Toboggans Into Know And Trudges Up To Ignorance Again.

Somewhere I Have Never Traveled, Gladly Beyond Any Experience, Your Eyes Have Their Silence; In Your Most Frail Gesture Are Things Which Enclose Me, Or Which I Cannot Touch Because They Are Too Near