Truths Are Illlusions Which We Have Forgotten

I Hate You Most Because You Attract, But Are Not Strong Enough To Pull Me To You.

Those With Very Loud Voices In Their Throats Are Nearly Incapable Of Thinking Subtle Thoughts.

In Art The End Does Not Sanctify The Means: But Sacred Means Employed Here Can Sanctify The End.

Horrible Experiences Lead Us To Wonder Whether The Person Who Experiences Them Might Not Be Something Horrible.

And So While Dreams Are The Individual Man's Play With Reality, The Sculptor's Art Is (in A Broader Sense) The Play With Dreams.