Bruce Shanks (1908-1980)

[inscription reads] " eating, drinking, emotions, conversation, friendship, etc. / I sometimes think I live in a world created by my imagination. Ordinary dealings with the world have no meaning for me, I perform them absentmindedly and without emotion. It is weakness to call it imagination. / Saw, as in a vision while looking into the sky, a shaft of sunlight strike a mighty oak with a splintering roar, splashing all over the trunk, trickling down over "