Everyone Is Necessarily The Hero Of His

Is Man A Savage At Heart, Skinned O'er With Fragile Manners? Or Is Savagery But A Faint Taint In The Natural Man's Gentility, Which Erupts Now And Again Like Pimples On An Angel's Arse?

Though Life's Tuition Is Always Ruinous, Inexorably We Learn.

Nothing Is Intrinsically Valuable; The Value Of Everything Is Attributed To It, Assigned To It From Outside The Thing Itself, By People.

More History Is Made By Secret Handshakes Than By Battles, Bills And Proclamations.

Every Artist Joins A Conversation That's Been Going On For Generations, Even Millennia, Before He Or She Joins The Scene.