There Is No Substitute For Intuition.

Beauty Is As Relative As Light And Dark. Thus, There Exists No Beautiful Woman, None At All, Because You Are Never Certain That A Still Far More Beautiful Woman Will Not Appear And Completely Shame The Supposed Beauty Of The First.

It Is Interesting To Observe How Real The Object Remains, In Spite Of All Abstractions.

To Give Emphasis Only To Beauty Makes Me Think Of A Mathematics That Deals With Positive Numbers Only.

I Want To Be As Though Newborn. To Be Almost Primitive.

My Hand Has Become The Obedient Instrument Of A Remote Will.