A Painter Can Hang His

Man Pines To Live But Cannot Endure The Days Of His Life.

Intellectual Sodomy, Which Comes From The Refusal To Be Simple About Plain Matters, Is As Gross And Abundant Today As Sexual Perversion And They Are Nowise Different From One Another.

Writing Is Conscience, Scruple, And The Farming Of Our Ancestors.

When One Realizes That His Life Is Worthless He Either Commits Suicide Or Travels.

Man Is At The Nadir Of His Stregth When The Earth, The Seas, The Mountains Are Not In Him, For Without Them His Soul Is Unsourced, And He Has No Images By Which To Abide.