Remember I'm An Artist. And You Know

The Concept, The Label, Is Perpetually Hiding From Us All The Nature Of The Real.

Old Men When They Begin To Hear The Last Trumpet, On The Morning Breeze, Often Have A Kind Of Absent-minded Smile; Like People Listening. And Their Smiles Are Just Politeness.

It Is The Tragedy Of The World That No One Knows What He Doesn't Know - And The Less A Man Knows, The More Sure He Is That He Knows Everything.

It Is Sometimes Said That Toleration Should Be Refused To The Intolerant. In Practice This Would Destroy It... The Only Remedy For Dogmatism And Lies Is Toleration And The Greatest Possible Liberty Of Expression.

When A Woman Gets The Idea Of Justice, There's No Teaching Her Any Sense.