Fact Is Based Upon Vulgar Matter.

Love Is Form, And Cannot Be Without Important Substance

An American Is A Complex Of Occasions, Themselves A Geometry Of Spatial Nature.

Atlantis Will Rise Again.

My Life Has Been Given Its Orders: The Seasons Seize The Soul And The Body, And Make Mock Of Any Dispersed Effort. The Hour Of Death Is The Only Trespass

I'm Trying To Climb Up Both Walls At Once.