In That Case I Will Devote My

Every Something Is An Echo Of Nothing

All Great Art Is A Form Of Complaint

Discord Occasions A Momentary Distress To The Ear, Which Remains Unsatisfied, And Even Uneasy, Until It Hears Something Better. I Am Convinced...that Provided The Ear Be At Length Made Amends, There Are Few Dissonances Too Strong For It. Disharmony, To Paraphrase Bergson's Statement About Disorder, Is Simply A Harmony To Which Many Are Unaccustomed.

There Is Poetry As Soon As We Realize That We Possess Nothing.

Everyday Is A Beautiful Day, Everything Is Pleasing