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With His Nightcaps And The Tatters Of His Dressing-gown He Patches Up The Gaps In The Structure Of The Universe.

The Beauteous Eyes Of The Spring's Fair Night With Comfort Are Downward Gazing.

I Have Never Seen An Ass Who Talked Like A Human Being, But I Have Met Many Human Beings Who Talked Like Asses.

There Is No Sixth Commandment In Art. The Poet Is Entitled To Lay His Hands On Whatever Material He Finds Necessary For His Work.

The Fundamental Evil Of The World Arose From The Fact That The Good Lord Has Not Created Money Enough.