Barbarism Is Needed Every Four

Lord Byron Is An Exceedingly Interesting Person, And As Such Is It Not To Be Regretted That He Is A Slave To The Vilest And Most Vulgar Prejudices, And As Mad As The Winds? There Have Been Many Definitions Of Beauty In Art. What Is It? Beauty Is What The Untrained Eyes Consider Abominable.

The Past Is Of No Importance. The Present Is Of No Importance. It Is With The Future That We Have To Deal. For The Past Is What Man Should Not Have Been. The Present Is What Man Ought Not To Be. The Future Is What Artists Are. The Facts: Nothing Matters But The Facts: Worship Of The Facts Leads To Everything, To Happiness First Of All And Then To Wealth.

A Poet Is A Man Who Puts Up A Ladder To A Star And Climbs It While Playing A Violin.

Laughter Is The Mind's Intonation. There Are Ways Of Laughing Which Have The Sound Of Counterfeit Coins.

Today I Begin To Understand What Love Must Be, If It Exists... When We Are Parted, We Each Feel The Lack Of The Other Half Of Ourselves. We Are Incomplete Like A Book In Two Volumes Of Which The First Has Been Lost. That Is What I Imagine Love To Be: Incompleteness In Absence.