Life Is A Series Of

The Essence Of Man Is, Discontent, Divine Discontent; A Sort Of Love Without A Beloved, The Ache We Feel In A Member We No Longer Have.

Being An Artist Means Ceasing To Take Seriously That Very Serious Person We Are When We Are Not An Artist.

There May Be As Much Nobility In Being Last As In Being First, Because The Two Positions Are Equally Necessary In The World, The One To Complement The Other.

We Cannot Put Off Living Until We Are Ready.

The Man Who Discovers A New Scientific Truth Has Previously Had To Smash To Atoms Almost Everything He Had Learnt, And Arrives At The New Truth With Hands Blood Stained From The Slaughter Of A Thousand Platitudes.