Don't Be Mysterious; There Isn't The Time.

It Is Impossible To Foretell The Future With Any Degree Of Accuracy, That It Is Impossible To Rehearse Life. A Fault In The Scenery, A Face In The Audience, An Interruption Of The Audience On To The Stage, And All Our Carefully Planned Gesture Mean Nothing, Or Mean Too Much.

It Isn't Possible To Love And To Part.

Works Of Art, In My Opinion, Are The Only Objects In The Material Universe To Possess Internal Order, And That Is Why, Though I Don't Believe That Only Art Matters, I Do Believe In Art For Art's Sake.

It's Miles Worse For You Than That; I'm In Love With Your Gamekeeper.

A Facade Of Skyscrapers Facing A Lake And Behind The Facade, Every Type Of Dubiousness.