Beauty Is Everlasting And Dust Is For

Hindered Characters / Seldom Have Mothers / In Irish Stories, But They All Have Grandmothers.

If Technique Is Of No Interest To A Writer, I Doubt That The Writer Is An Artist.

There Is A Great Amount Of Poetry In Unconscious Fastidiousness.

When We Think We Don't Like Art It Is Because It Is Artificial Art.

One Must Be As Clear As One's Natural Reticence Allows One To Be.