The Brain Works Better If The Hand

Everything Has Two Sides - The Outside That Is Ridiculous, And The Inside That Is Solemn.

Perhaps The Old Monks Were Right When They Tried To Root Love Out; Perhaps The Poets Are Right When They Try To Water It. It Is A Blood-red Flower, With The Color Of Sin; But There Is Always The Scent Of A God About It.

I Am Always Thirsting For Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful Music. I Wish I Could Make It. Perhaps There Isn't Any Music On Earth Like What I Picture To Myself.

No Woman Who Is A Woman Says Of A Human Body, 'it Is Nothing' ... On This One Point, And On This Point Alone, The Knowledge Of Woman, Simply As Woman, Is Superior To That Of Man; She Knows The History Of Human Flesh; She Knows Its Cost; He Does Not.

We Have Been So Blinded By Thinking And Feeling That We Have Never Seen The World.