Usura Slayeth The Child In The Womb

I Desired My Dust To Be Mingled With Yours Forever And Forever And Forever.

The Real Meditation Is ... The Meditation On One's Identity. Ah, Voilà Une Chose!! You Try It. You Try Finding Out Why You're You And Not Somebody Else. And Who In The Blazes Are You Anyhow? Ah, Voilà Une Chose!

But The One Thing You Should. Not Do Is To Suppose That When Something Is Wrong With The Arts, It Is Wrong With The Arts Only.

Pay No Attention To The Criticism Of Men Who Have Never Themselves Written A Notable Work.

When Words Cease To Cling Close To Things, Kingdoms Fall, Empires Wane And Diminish.