Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.' You won't believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.

Dance first. Think later. It's the natural order.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I must.

No painting is more replete than Mondrian's.

If I were in the unenviable position of having to study my work my points of departure would be the "Naught is more real ..." and the "Ubi nihil vales ..." both already in Murphy and neither very rational.

If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.

How hideous is the semicolon.