Memories Are Hunting Horns Whose Sound Dies

To Insist On Purity Is To Baptize Instinct, To Humanize Art, And To Deify Personality.

Matisse Renovates Rather Than Innovates.

Joy Came Always After Pain.

I Love Men, Not For What Unites Them, But For What Divides Them, And I Want To Know Most Of All What Gnaws At Their Hearts.

Come To The Edge.' 'we Can't. We're Afraid.' 'come To The Edge.' 'we Can't. We Will Fall!' 'come To The Edge.' And They Came. And He Pushed Them. And They Flew.