Tilling The Fertile Soil Of Man's Vanity.

... Beauty, Like Ecstasy, Has Always Been Hostile To The Commonplace. And The Commonplace, Under Its Popular Label Of The Normal,has Been The Supreme Authority For Homo Sapiens Since The Days When He Was Probably Arboreal.

A Farmer's Got To Be Born, Same As A Fool. You Can't Make A Corn Pone Out Of Flour Dough By The Twistin' Of It.

All Change Is Not Growth, As All Movement Is Not Forward.

My First Reading Of Tolstoy Affected Me As A Revelation From Heaven, As The Trumpet Of The Judgment. What He Made Me Feel Was Notthe Desire To Imitate, But The Conviction That Imitation Was Futile.

Doesn't All Experience Crumble In The End To Mere Literary Material?