Life is possible only by the deficiencies of our imagination and memory.
Society is not a disease it is a disaster. What a stupid miracle that one...
Woes and wonders of Power that tonic hell synthesis of poison and panacea.
What surrounds us we endure better for giving it a name - and moving on.
Jealousy - that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.
Television contracts the imagination and radio expands it.
Imagination is not something apart and hermetic not a way of leaving reality...
With the brush we merely tint while the imagination alone produces colour.
Anyone who lives within his means suffers from a lack of imagination.
I'm very romantic and of course I want to be in love.
