The Hawk's Cry Is As Sharp As

Those Art Lovers Who Pride Themselves Mostly On *taste* Usually Possess No Other Talent.

What Good Is A Bill Of Rights That Does Not Include The Right To Play, To Wander, To Explore, The Right To Stillness And Solitude, To Discovery And Physical Freedom?

Simply Because Humankind Have The Power Now To Meddle Or 'manage' Or 'exercise Stewardship' In Every Nook And Cranny Of The World Does Not Mean That We Have A Right To Do So. Even Less, The Obligation.

Death Is Every Man's Final Critic. To Die Well You Must Live Bravely.

There Are Two Kinds Of People I Cannot Abide: Bigots And Any Well-organized Ethnic Group.