Life Itself Is A Quotation.

There Is No Intellectual Exercise Which Is Not Ultimately Useless.

You Can't Measure Time By Days, The Way You Measure Money By Dollars And Cents, Because Dollars Are All The Same While Every Day Is Different And Maybe Every Hour As Well.

We Accept Reality So Readily - Perhaps Because We Sense That Nothing Is Real.

The Original Is Unfaithful To The Translation.

The Aesthetic Event Is Something As Evident, As Immediate, As Indefinable As Love, The Taste Of Fruit, Of Water. We Feel Poetry As We Feel The Closeness Of A Woman, Or As We Feel A Mountain Or A Bay. If We Feel It Immediately, Why Dilute It With Other Words, Which No Doubt Will Be Weaker Than Our Feelings?