We can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't."

Somebody's boring me. . . I think it's me.

"Light breaks where no sun shines;
Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
Push in their tides."

There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright.

"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."