To Think Of Shadows Is A Serious

In The Domain Of Art There Is No Light Without Heat.

Here We Stop. Upon The Threshold Of Wedding Nights Stands An Angel Smiling, His Finger On His Lip.

I Am In The Night. There Is A Being Who Has Gone Away And Carried The Heavens With Her. Oh! To Be Laid Side By Side In The Same Tomb, Hand Clasped In Hand, And From Time To Time, In The Darkness, To Caress A Finger Gently, That Would Suffice For My Eternity.

One Resists The Invasion Of Armies; One Does Not Resist The Invasion Of Ideas.

Where The Telescope Ends The Microscope Begins, And Which Has The Wider Vision?