Also, Though Not Over-elderly, He Was Not

Also, Though Not Over-elderly, He Was Not Over-young.

A Time Of Famine And Poverty Will Come And The People As A Whole As Well As Every Individual In It Will Suffer.

It's Not My Job To Preach A Sermon. Art Is Anyhow A Homily. My Job Is To Speak In Living Images, Not In Arguments. I Must Exhibit Life Full-face, Not Discuss Life.

As It Is So Strangely Ordained In This World, What Is Amusing Will Turn Into Being Gloomy, If You Stand Too Long Before It, And Then God Knows What Ideas May Not Stray Into The Mind... Why Is It That Even In Moments Of Unthinking, Careless Gaiety A Different And Strange Mood Comes Upon One?

They Don’t Listen To Me, They Don’t Hear Me, They Don’t See Me.