My Sole Wish Is To Frustrate As

The Black And Merciless Things That Are Behind The Great Possessions.

Until You Try, You Don't Know What You Can't Do.

...the Peculiar Air Of Oxford-the Air Of Liberty To Care For The Things Of The Mind Assured And Secured By Machinery Which Is In Itself A Satisfaction To Sense.

Innocent And Infinite Are The Pleasures Of Observation.

You Wanted To Look At Life For Yourself - But You Were Not Allowed; You Were Punished For Your Wish. You Were Ground In The Very Mill Of The Conventional.