I Travel Light; As Light, That Is,

How Nature Loves The Incomplete. She Knows If She Drew A Conclusion It Would Finish Her.

Day's Work Is Still To Do, Whatever The Day's Doom.

Imagination Is The Wide-open Eye Which Leads Us Always To See Truth More Vividly.

An Artist's Sensitivity To Criticism Is, At Least In Part, An Effort To Keep Unimpaired The Zest, Or Confidence, Or Arrogance, Which He Needs To Make Creation Possible; Or An Instinct To Climb Through His Problems In His Own Way As He Should, And Must.

The Lines Marking A Penalty Area Are A Disgrace To The Playing Fields Of A Public School.