Revenge Is A Kind Of

It Is The Wisdom Of The Crocodiles, That Shed Tears When They Would Devour.

I Would Like My Pictures To Look As If A Human Being Had Passed Between Them, Like A Snail, Leaving A Trail Of The Human Presence And Memory Trace Of Past Events, As The Snail Leaves Its Slime.

Certainly Man Is Of Kin To The Beasts By His Body; And If He Be Not Kin To God By His Spirit, He Is A Base And Ignoble Creature.

...to Invent Is To Discover That We Know Not, And Not To Recover Or Resummon That Which We Already Know

The Pencil Of The Holy Ghost Hath Labored More In Describing The Afflictions Of Job Than The Felicities Of Solomon.