Final from first drawing class at Columbia. At the time I was at a loss for ideas, so I borrowed lines from a friend's books as starting points. I have no idea about the context of these quotes, or even the books from which they came. (Although I suspect that Joseph Conrad and HG Wells are among them.)
"Our life is essentially a tragic one, so we refuse to take it tragically."
"She felt the bones of the tree running out like ribs from a spine this way and that. She liked to think she was riding the back of the world."
"And as I did so, a Morlock came blundering towards me, and past me, and went on straight into the fire."
"Actual life is full of false clues and signposts that lead nowhere."