Real Misery Cuts Off All Paths To

Freedom May Be A Value In Politics, But It Is Not A Value In Morals.

The Most Potent And Sacred Command Which Can Be Laid Upon Any Artist Is The Command: Wait.

There Is No Beyond, There Is Only Here, The Infinitely Small, Infinitely Great And Utterly Demanding Present.

Love Is The Perception Of Individuals. Love Is The Extremely Difficult Realisation That Something Other Than Oneself Is Real.

We Are All Prisoner, But The Name Of Our Cure Is Not Freedom