In Music The Passions Enjoy Themselves.

Man's Task Is Simple. He Should Cease Letting His Existence Be A Thoughtless Accident.

The States In Which We Infuse A Transfiguration And A Fullness Into Things And Poetize About Them Until They Reflect Back Our Fullness And Joy In Life... Three Elements Principally: Sexuality, Intoxication And Cruelty All Belonging To The Oldest Festal Joys.

We Are, All Of Us, Growing Volcanoes That Approach The Hour Of Their Eruption, But How Near Or Distant That Is, Nobody Knows- Not Even God.

A Nation Is A Detour Of Nature To Arrive At Five Or Six Great Men- Yes, And Then To Get Around Them.

You May Lie With Your Mouth, But With The Mouth You Make As You Do So You None The Less Tell The Truth.