People Minus Space Equals Poverty ... What

The World Of Sight Is Still Limitless. It Is The Artist Who Limits Vision To The Cramped Dimensions Of His Own Ego.

The Curse Of The Romantic Is A Greed For Dreams, An Intensity Of Expectation That, In The End, Diminishes The Reality.

[the Sea] Is The Healer And The Reviver, It Cleanses The Cavities Of Self-disgust And Melancholy, Of Sloth And Negation With The Salt Solution Of Life. It Cures The Lethargies Of Flesh And Spirit With The Slap And Shake Of Elemental Force. It Cradles And Comforts. Give It Trust And It Holds You Secure; Fight It And It Kills.

In Our Society Those Who Are In Reality Superior In Intelligence Can Be Accepted By Their Fellows Only If They Pretend They Are Not.

I Don't Think It's Possible To Write A Good Play Or Paint A Good Picture And Be A Good Republican.