Art Is The Escape From

Ambition Fortifies The Will Of Man To Become Ruler Over Other Men: It Operates With Deception, Cajolery, And Violence, It Is The Action Of Impurity Upon Impurity.

The Name That No Human Research Can Discover-- But The Cat Himself Knows, And Will Never Confess. When You Notice A Cat In Profound Meditation, The Reason, I Tell You, Is Always The Same: His Mind Is Engaged In A Rapt Contemplation Of The Thought, Of The Thought, Of The Thought Of His Name: His Ineffable Effable Effanineffable Deep And Inscrutable Singular Name.

For Last Year's Words Belong To Last Year's Language And Next Year's Words Await Another Voice.

We Learn What Poetry Is - If We Ever Learn - By Reading It.

Sand. Everywhere. In The Bed, In The Shower, All Over The Floor. Grrrrr.