The Greatest Art Comes Out Of Warmth

I Love To Praise What I Love, And I Won't For A Minute Believe That Love Is Blind -- Indeed, It Gives Clearness Without Sharpness, And Surely That Is The Best Light In Which To Look At Anything.

I Want To Live In A World Capital Or The Howling Wilderness.

I Have No Patience With This Dreadful Idea That Whatever You Have In You Has To Come Out, That You Can't Suppress True Talent. People Can Be Destroyed; They Can Be Bent, Distorted, And Completely Crippled. In Spite Of All The Poetry, All The Philosophy To The Contrary, We Are Not Really Masters Of Our Fate.

Physical Infidelity Is The Signal, The Notice Given, That All Fidelities Are Undermined.

Death Always Leaves One Singer To Mourn.