A Trial Cannot Be Conducted By Announcing

We Have Art In Order Not To Die Of Life.

Without Freedom, No Art; Art Lives Only On The Restraints It Imposes On Itself, And Dies Of All Others.

You Make The Mistake Of Thinking You Have To Choose, That You Have To Do What You Want, That There Are Conditions For Happiness. What Matters — All That Matters, Really Is The Will To Happiness, A Kind Of Enormous, Ever Present Consciousness. The Rest - Women , Art, Success — Is Nothing But Excuses. A Canvas Waiting For Our Embroideries.

The Struggle To The Top Alone Will Make A Human Heart Swell.

We Are Rebels For A Cause, Poets With A Dream , And We Won't Let This World Die Without A Fight.