I think you are wrong, Basil, but I won't argue with you. It is only the intellectually lost who ever argue.
Veni vidi veni iterum! (I came, I saw, I came again!)
Art is not to be taught in Academies. It is what one looks at, not what one listens to, that makes the artist. The real schools should be the streets.
Who, being loved, is poor?
When people talk to me about the weather, I always feel they mean something else.
Divorces are made in heaven.