Teach a parrot the terms 'supply and demand' and you've got an economist.
If I had my way, the world would hear a pretty stern command - Exit Christ.
Nature, after all, is still the grand agent in making poets.
I do not believe in the collective wisdom of individual ignorance.
O thou that pinest in the imprisonment of the Actual, and criest bitterly to the gods for a kingdom wherein to rule and create, know this for a truth: the thing thou seekest is already here, "here or nowhere," couldst thou only see.
Trust not the heart of that man for whom old clothes are not venerable.