Ah, There Are So Many Things Betwixt

There Is No More Dreary Or More Repulsive Creature Than The Man Who Has Evaded His Genius.

Having A Talent Is Not Enough: One Must Also Have Your Permission To Have It--right, My Friends?

I Overcame Myself, The Sufferer; I Carried My Own Ashes To The Mountains; I Invented A Brighter Flame For Myself.

Reason" In Language - Oh, What An Old Deceptive Female She Is! I Am Afraid We Are Not Rid Of God Because We Still Have Faith In Grammar.

The Desire To Create Continually Is Vulgar And Betrays Jealousy, Envy, Ambition. If One Is Something One Really Does Not Need To Make Anything --and One Nonetheless Does Very Much. There Exists Above The ''productive'' Man A Yet Higher Species.