There Is No Satisfaction In

When A Stupid Man Is Doing Something He Is Ashamed Of, He Always Declares That It Is His Duty.

You Know, Tolstoy, Like Myself, Wasn't Taken In By Superstitions Like Science And Medicine.

The Notion That Inspiration Is Something That Happened Thousands Of Years Ago, And Was Then Finished And Done With. . . The Theory That God Retired From Business At That Period And Has Not Been Heard From Since, Is As Silly As It Is Blasphemous.

Dancing Is A Very Crude Attempt To Get Into The Rhythm Of Life.

The Unconscious Self Is The Real Genius. Your Breathing Goes Wrong The Moment Your Conscious Self Meddles With It.