Freedom Is Slavery Some Poets

Life Is Tons Of Discipline. Your First Discipline Is Your Vocabulary; Then Your Grammar And Your Punctuation

I Never Knew What Was Meant By Choice Of Words. It Was One Word Or None.

We Cannot Tell Some People What It Is Believe, Partly Because They Are Too Stupid To Understand, Partly Because We Are Too Proudly Vague To Explain.

If You're Looking For Something To Be Brave About, Consider Fine Arts.

It Was Far In The Sameness Of The Wood; I Was Running With Joy On The Demon's Trail, Though I Knew What I Hunted Was No True God.