We Are Most Artistically Caged.

I Confess, I Do Not Believe In Time.

Imagination, The Supreme Delight Of The Immortal And The Immature, Should Be Limited. In Order To Enjoy Life, We Should Not Enjoy It Too Much.

I Am Sufficiently Proud Of My Knowing Something To Be Modest About My Not Knowing All.

I Need You, The Reader, To Imagine Us, For We Don't Really Exist If You Don't.

I Don't Think In Any Language. I Think In Images.