Reality is infinitely diverse, compared with even the subtlest conclusions of abstract thought, and does not allow of clear-cut and sweeping distinctions. Reality resists classification.

“Fear of aesthetics is the first sign of powerlessness”

“Oh I've plenty of time, my time is entirely my own.”

“Mas, não obstante, eu acrescento que em qualquer pensamento genial ou no novo p…”

“You pass by a little child, you pass by, spiteful, with ugly words, with wrathf…”