I Like Coffee Exceedingly.

Everything I Loved Had Been Dead For Two Centuries - Or, As In The Case Of Graeco-roman Classicism, For Two Milenniums. I Am Never A Part Of Anything Around Me - In Everything I Am An Outsider. Should I Find It Possible To Crawl Backward Through The Halls Of Time To That Age Which Is Nearest My Own Fancy, I Should Doubtless Be Bawled Out Of The Coffee-houses For Heresy In Religion, Or Else Lampooned By John Dennis Till I Found Refuge In The Deep, Silent Thames, That Covers Many Another Unfortunate.

What A Man Does For Pay Is Of Little Significance. What He Is, As A Sensitive Instrument Responsive To The World's Beauty, Is Everything!

It Is Better To Laugh At Man From Outside The Universe, Than To Weep For Him Within.

The Most Merciful Thing In The World... Is The Inability Of The Human Mind To Correlate All Its Contents.

The Glorious Dryden, Refiner And Purifier Of English Verse, Did Less For Rhyme Than He Did For Metre.