What A Man Does Not Understand, He

A Life Without Love, Without The Presence Of The Beloved, Is Nothing But A Mere Magic-lantern Show. We Draw Out Slide After Slide, Swiftly Tiring Of Each, And Pushing It Back To Make Haste For The Next.

What Is Part Of You, You Cannot Get Rid Of, Even If You Were To Throw It Away.

Art Is A Mediator Of The Unspeakable.

Experiments Are Mediators Between Nature And Idea.

When You Lose Interest In Anything, You Also Lose The Memory For It.