As An Artist One Has No Home

One Loves Ultimately One's Desires, Not The Thing Desired.

Every Word Is A Prejudice.

An Attack On The Roots Of Passion Means An Attack On The Roots Of Life.

Not He Is Great Who Can Alter Matter, But He Who Can Alter My State Of Mind.

Someone Said: "i Have Been Prejudiced Against Myself From My Earliest Childhood: Hence I Find Some Truth In All Blame And Some Stupidity In All Praise. I Generally Estimate Praise Too Poorly And Blame Too Highly.