High finance trembles in its boots whenever there is some political complication.

The primary dues a writer or any artist pays is to remain sentient, and to forfeit the illusionary luxury of such anesthetics as avoidance, numbness, and denials.

Sometime is that appointment, the final one to meet. Let's color all with love, for Time is naught but fleet.

What appears to us solid is ultimately both a particle and a wavelength, and on that realm everything behaves as both a particle and a wave.

There is direct correlation between a society lacking in artistic vision to lack of social conscience, i.e., crime, poverty, and senseless, violent atrocities, materialism.

Our true enemies are: ignorance and limitation.

Your kisses are thieves which leave me wanting nothing.