Collectors Are Happy People.

We Do Not Have To Visit A Madhouse To Find Disordered Minds; Our Planet Is The Mental Institution Of The Universe.

The Sum Which Two Married People Owe To One Another Defies Calculation. It Is An Infinite Debt, Which Can Only Be Discharged Through All Eternity.

The Affairs Of The World Are No More Than So Much Trickery, And A Man Who Toils For Money Or Honour Or Whatever Else In Deference To The Wishes Of Others, Rather Than Because His Own Desire Or Needs Lead Him To Do So, Will Always Be A Fool.

Never Let A Day Pass Without Looking At Some Perfect Work Of Art, Hearing Some Great Piece Of Music And Reading, In Part, Some Great Book.

The Question "from Where Does The Poet Get It?" Addresses Only The What, Nobody Learns Anything About The How When Asking That Question.