Everything Remains Unsettled Forever, Depend On It

The Dreamer Whose Dreams Are Non-utilitarian Has No Place In This World. In This World The Poet Is Anathema, The Thinker A Fool, The Artist An Escapist, The Man Of Vision A Criminal.

The Real Leader Has No Need To Lead - He Is Content To Point The Way.

Music Is The Can-opener Of The Soul.

I Like The One About The Little Soulworms That Fly Out Of The Nest For The Resurrection.

I Thought, When I Came Upon Her, That I Was Seizing Hold Of Life... Instead I Lost Hold Of Life Completely. I Reached Out For Something To Attach Myself To - And I Found Nothing. But In Reaching Out, In The Effort To Grasp, To Attach Myself, Left High And Dry As I Was, I Nevertheless Found Something I Had Not Looked For - Myself.