In the room the women come and go talking of Michelangelo.

Ambition fortifies the will of man to become ruler over other men: it operates with deception, cajolery, and violence, it is the action of impurity upon impurity.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us... and we drown.

Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.

Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance

To each individual the world will take on a different connotation of meaning-the important lies in the desire to search for an answer.

Birth, and copulation, and death; that's all the facts when you come to brass tacks.