Ironic Philosophies Produce Passionate Works.

All Men Have A Sweetness In Their Life. That Is What Helps Them Go On. It Is Towards That They Turn When They Feel Too Worn Out.

I Lived With The Only Continuity, Day To Day, Of The Me-me-me.

And Often He Who Has Chosen The Fate Of The Artist Because He Felt Himself To Be Different Soon Realizes That He Can Maintain Neither His Art Nor His Difference Unless He Admits That He Is Like The Others. The Artist Forges Himself To The Others, Midway Between The Beauty He Cannot Do Without And The Community He Cannot Tear Himself Away From.

Idleness Is Fatal Only To The Mediocre.

One Always Has Exaggerated Ideas About What One Doesn't Know.