... Does It Seem To You That

If I Had My Will, I Would Live In A Ship On The Sea And Never Come Nearer To Humanity Than That!

... Does It Seem To You That It Is Possible To Speak Of Art? It Would Be The Same As Explaining Love!

We Should Return To The Greeks, Play In The Open Air: The Drama Dies Of Stalls And Boxes And Evening Dress, And People Who Come To Digest Their Dinner.

To Help, To Continually Help And Share, That Is The Sum Of All Knowledge; That Is The Meaning Of Art.

I Have The Greatest Of All Riches: That Of Not Desiring Them.