I Am A Phoenix Who Runs After

...there Is No Old Age Of The Soul.

What Homo Sapien Imagines, He May Slowly Convert Himself To.

The Stillness In Art Characterizes Prayer, And The Eye Of The Storm.

One Of The Booby Traps Of Freedom - Which Is Bordered On All Sides By Isolation - Is That We Think So Well Of Ourselves. I Now See That I Have Helped Myself To The Best Cuts At Life's Banquet.

I Think That New York Is Not The Cultural Centre Of America, But The Business And Administrative Centre Of American Culture.