Where Is The Life We Lost In

And Indeed There Will Be Time To Wonder, "do I Dare?" And, "do I Dare?" Time To Turn Back And Descend The Stair, With A Bald Spot In The Middle Of My Hair.

We Must Learn To Suffer More.

Art Is The Escape From Personality.

Art Never Improves, But... The Material Of Art Is Never Quite The Same.

To Do The Useful Thing, To Say The Courageous Thing, To Contemplate The Beautiful Thing: That Is Enough For One Man's Life.