The Man Who Fears War

Great Literature Is Simply Language Charged With Meaning To The Utmost Possible Degree.

But The One Thing You Should. Not Do Is To Suppose That When Something Is Wrong With The Arts, It Is Wrong With The Arts Only.

I Have Tried To Write Paradise Do Not Move Let The Wind Speak That Is Paradise. Let The Gods Forgive What I Have Made Let Those I Love Try To Forgive What I Have Made.

The Eyes Of This Dead Lady Speak To Me For Here Was Love, Was Not To Be Drowned Out. And Here Desire, Not To Be Kissed Away. The Eyes Of This Dead Lady Speak To Me.

Genius Is The Capacity To See Ten Things Where The Ordinary Man Sees One, And The Man Of Talent Sees Two Or Three, Plus The Ability To Register That Multiple Perception In The Material Of His Art.