A Grain Of Poetry Suffices To Season

Talent Is A Gift That Brings With It An Obligation To Serve The World, And Not Ourselves, For It Is Not Of Our Making.

He Who Could Have Been A Torch And Stoops To Being A Pair Of Jaws Is A Deserter.

Man Needs To Suffer. When He Does Not Have Real Griefs He Creates Them.

We Light The Oven So That Everyone May Bake Bread In It.

If I Survive, I Will Spend My Whole Life At The Oven Door Seeing That No One Is Denied Bread And, So As To Give A Lesson Of Charity, Especially Those Who Did Not Bring Flour.