Art Can Excite, Titillate, Please,

The Process Of Maturing Is An Art To Be Learned, An Effort To Be Sustained. By The Age Of Fifty You Have Made Yourself What You Are, And If It Is Good, It Is Better Than Your Youth.

The World Of Sight Is Still Limitless. It Is The Artist Who Limits Vision To The Cramped Dimensions Of His Own Ego.

The Car, By Bisecting The Human Outline, Diminishes It, Producing A Race Of Half-people In A Motion Not Of Their Own Making

Flirtation ... Is A Graceful Salute To Sex, A Small Impermanent Spark Between One Human Being And Another, Between A Man And A Woman Not In Need Of Fire.

All Wars Derive From Lack Of Empathy: The Incapacity Of One To Understand And Accept The Likeness Or Difference Of Another. Whether In Nations Or The Encounters Of Race And Sex, Competition Then Replaces Compassion, Subjection Excludes Mutuality.