Prose Is Like Hair; It

L'ide E Seule Est E Ternelle Et Ne Cessaire. The Idea Alone Is Eternal And Necessary.

You Can't Find The Soul With A Scalpel.

What An Elder Sees Sitting; The Young Can't See Standing.

Casting Aspersions On Those We Love Always Does Something To Loosen Our Ties. We Shouldn't Maltreat Our Idols: The Gilt Comes Off On Our Hands.

Life Must Be A Constant Education; One Must Learn Everything, From Speaking To Dying.