I'm Afraid I'm Being An Awful Nuisance.

Your Soul: Pure Glucose Edged With Hints Of Tentative And Half-soiled Tints

Rhythm Is One Of The Principal Translators Between Dream And Reality.

What An Artist Is For Is To Tell Us What We See But Do Not Know That We See.

I Am An Unpopular Electric Eel Set In A Pond Of Goldfish.

A Great Many People Now Reading And Writing Would Be Better Employed Keeping Rabbits.