The March Of The Human Mind Is

In The Groves Of Their Academy, At The End Of Every Vista, You See Nothing But The Gallows.

There Are Circumstances In Which Despair Does Not Imply Inactivity.

A Very Great Part Of The Mischiefs That Vex The World Arises From Words.

Poetry Is The Art Of Substantiating Shadows, And Of Lending Existence To Nothing.

Man Is An Animal That Cooks His Victuals.