Just As The Wave Cannot Exist For

Think With Deep Gratitude Of Those Who Have Lighted The Flames Within Us.

Truth Has No Special Time Of Its Own. Its Hour Is Now - Always.

At That Point In Life Where Your Talent Meets The Needs Of The World, That Is Where God Wants You To Be.

All Art Speaks In Signs And Symbols. No One Can Explain How It Happens That The Artist Can Waken To Life In Us The Existence That He Has Seen And Lives Through. No Artistic Speech Is The Adequate Expression Of What It Represents; Its Vital Force Comes From What Is Unspoken In It.

I Used To Suffer Particularly Because The Poor Animals Must Endure So Much Pain And Want. The Sight Of An Old, Limping Horse Being Dragged Along By One Man While Another Man Struck Him With A Stick He Was Being Driven To The Colmar Slaughterhouse - Haunted Me For Weeks.