Genius, Whether Locked Up In A Cell

I Was Born To Love - But None Of You Wanted To Believe It, And That Misunderstanding Was Crucial In Forming My Character. It's True That Nature Was Strangely Inconsistent In Giving Me A Warm Heart, But Also A Face That Was Like A Stone Mask And A Tongue That Was Heavy And Slow. She Refused Me What She Bestowed Freely On Even The Most Loutish Of My Fellow Men. . . . People Judged My Inner Character By My Outer Covering, And Like A Sterile Fruit, I Withered Under The Rough Husk I Couldn't Slough Off.

Celebrate Within Yourself That Wonderful Treasure . . . True Kindness.

I See Upon Their Noble Brows The Seal Of The Lord, For They Were Born Kings Of The Earth Far More Truly Than Those Who Possess It Only From Having Bought It.

Art For Art's Sake Is An Empty Phrase. Art For The Sake Of Truth, Art For The Sake Of The Good And The Beautiful, That Is The Faith I Am Searching For.

Work Is Not Man's Punishment. It Is His Reward And His Strength And His Pleasure.