The scattered tea goes with the leaves and every day a sunset dies.

In my opinion it's a shame that there is so much work in the world.

...It seems hard that a man in his need could be so flouted by a road.

Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was - only is.

The artist is of no importance. Only what he creates is important, since there is nothing new to be said. Shakespeare, Balzac, Homer have all written about the same things, and if they had lived one thousand or two thousand years longer, the publishers wouldn't have needed anyone since.

Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error.

The past isn't over. It isn't even past.