I could I trust starve like a gentleman. It's listed as part of the poetic training, you know.

I could I trust starve like a gentleman. It's listed as part of the poetic training, you know.

If I could believe the Quakers banned music because church music is so damn bad, I should view them with approval.

The jargon of sculptors is beyond me. I do not know precisely why I admire a green granite female, apparently pregnant monster with one eye going around a square corner.

And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like the night there... Squares after squares of flame, set up and cut into the aether. Here is our poetry, for we have pulled down the stars to our will.

I don't know what I'll be like when I'm 60. I already have the traits of a retired gentleman.