To Arrive Where You Are, To Get

Where Is All The Knowledge We Lost With Information?

I Hate University Towns And University People, Who Are The Same Everywhere, With Pregnant Wives, Sprawling Children, Many Books And Hideous Pictures On The Walls ... Oxford Is Very Pretty, But I Don't Like To Be Dead.

I Was Too Slow A Mover To Be A Boxer. It Was Much Easier To Be A Poet.

The Progress Of An Artist Is A Continual Self-sacrifice, A Continual Extinction Of Personality.

The Endless Cycle Of Idea And Action, / Endless Invention, Endless Experiment, / Brings Knowledge Of Motion, But Not Of Stillness; / Knowledge Of Speech, But Not Of Silence; / Knowledge Of Words, And Ignorance Of The Word.