I Live My Daydreams In Music.

War Seems To Me To Be A Mean, Contemptible Thing: I Would Rather Be Hacked In Pieces Than Take Part In Such An Abominable Business. And Yet So High, In Spite Of Everything, Is My Opinion Of The Human Race That I Believe This Bogey Would Have Disappeared Long Ago, Had The Sound Sense Of The Nations Not Been Systematically Corrupted By Commercial And Political Interests Acting Through The Schools And The Press

Laws Alone Can Not Secure Freedom Of Expression; In Order That Every Man Present His Views Without Penalty There Must Be Spirit Of Tolerance In The Entire Population.

Scientists Investigate That Which Already Is; Engineers Create That Which Has Never Been.

Long Live Impudence. It Was My Guardian Angel In This World.

If We Have The Courage To Decide Ourselves For Peace We Will Have Peace.