Man Is The Only Thing

Dreams Have Only The Pigmentation Of Fact.

My War Brought Me Many Things; Let Yours Bring You As Much. Life Is Not To Be Told, Call It As Loud As You Like, It Will Not Tell Itself. No One Will Be Much Or Little Except In Someone Else's Mind, So Be Careful Of The Minds You Get Into, And Remember Lady Macbeth, Who Had Her Mind In Her Hand. We Can't All Be As Safe As That.

I Am Not A Critic; To Me Criticism Is So Often Nothing More Than The Eye Garrulously Denouncing The Shape Of The Peephole That Gives Access To Hidden Treasure.

One Must Not Look Inward Too Much, While The Inside Is Yet Tender. I Do Not Wish To Frighten Myself Until I Can Stand It.

We Are Adhering To Life Now With Our Last Muscle - The Heart.