Knowledge Of Anatomy Is A Tool Like

In Certain Books—some Way In The First Few Paragraphs You Know That You Have Met A Brother.

The Man Who Has Honesty, Integrity, The Love Of Inquiry, The Desire To See Beyond, Is Ready To Appreciate Good Art.

You Can Do Anything You Want To Do. What Is Rare Is This Actual Wanting To Do A Specific Thing: Wanting It So Much That You Are Practically Blind To All Other Things, That Nothing Else Will Satisfy You.

The Object, Which Is Back Of Every True Work Of Art, Is The Attainment Of A State Of Being, A State Of High Functioning, A More Than Ordinary Moment Of Existence. In Such Moments Activity Is Inevitable, And Whether This Activity Is With Brush, Pen, Chisel, Or Tongue, Its Result Is But A By-product Of The State, A Trace, The Footprint Of The State.

The Fun Of Living Is That We Have To Make Ourselves, After All.