What Is Not Possible Is Not To

I'm Going To Smile, And My Smile Will Sink Down Into Your Pupils, And Heaven Knows What It Will Become.

So Much Torture, Bloodshed, Deceit. You Cannot Make Your Young People Practice Torture Twenty-four Hours A Day And Not Expect To Pay A Price For It.

The Real Nature Of The Present Revealed Itself: It Was What Exists, All That Was Not Present Did Not Exist.

Only The Guy Who Isn't Rowing Has Time To Rock The Boat.

Originally, Poetry Creates The Myth, While The Prose-writer Draws Its Portrait.