I am still of opinion that only two topics can be of the least interest to a serious and studious mood - sex and the dead.

The years like great black oxen tread the world, and God, the herdsman goads them on behind, and I am broken by their passing feet.

I am one of the crucified dead.

All empty sould tend toward extreme opinions.

I'm not going to do opinion. That's not who I am.

I am still learning.