Beauty Is Lyrical. Ugliness Is Elegiac.

After Voltaire: Envy Is Chained To The Portico Of The Temple Of Glory And Can Neither Enter Nor Leave.

Rule Of Religion: Purpose Breathes Even In Dirt And Stones.

Guilt Stirs Me, But Only To Self-pity.

To Understand A Literary Style, Consider What It Omits.

Disillusionment Is Not Truth.