When You Play Chess Alone It's Always

The World Is Beautiful But Not Sayable. That's Why We Need Art.

There Are People Who Live Inside Their Heads And Their Intellects. It's Something One Is Born With And Stuck With. It's Not Something You Make A Decision About.

The Poem I Want To Write Is Impossible. A Stone That Floats.

Found Objects, Chance Creations, Ready-mades (mass-produced Items Promoted Into Art Objects, Such As Duchamp's "fountain"-urinal As Sculpture) Abolish The Separation Between Art And Life. The Commonplace Is Miraculous If Rightly Seen.

Silence Is The Only Language God Speaks.