The Righteous One Has No Sense Of

I'm In Good Form, Taking No Interest In Things, Neglecting Clothes, Meals, Company, And Feeling Calm And Stable As I Write.

Sometimes I Have Visions Of Myself Driving Through Hell, Selling Sulphur And Brimstone, Or Through Heaven Peddling Refreshments To The Roaming Souls. If Me And The Children I've Got Left Could Find A Place Where There's No Shooting, I Wouldn't Mind A Few Years Of Peace And Quiet.

Art Is Not A Mirror. Art Is A Hammer.

Art And Science Coincide Insofar As Both Aim To Improve The Lives Of Men And Women. The Latter Normally Concerns Itself With Profit, The Former With Pleasure. In The Coming Age, Art Will Fashion Our Entertainment Out Of New Means Of Productivity In Ways That Will Simultaneously Enhance Our Profit And Maximize Our Pleasure.

Though The Rich Of This Earth Find No Difficulty In Creating Misery, They Can't Bear To See It.