Life Is The Wonder With Which We

Add To This Cruelly Delicate Organism The Overpowering Necessity To Create, Create, Create - So That Without The Creating Of Music Or Poetry Or Books Or Buildings Or Something Of Meaning, His Very Breath Is Cut Off From Him. He Must Create, Must Pour Out Creation. By Some Strange, Unknown, Inward Urgency He Is Not Really Alive Unless He Is Creating.

At Heart A Truly Modest Man, He Had Nevertheless The Modest Man's Pride In His Modesty In The Face Of Achievement.

Only The Brave Should Teach....teaching Is A Vocation. It Is As Sacred As Priesthood; As Innate A Desire, As Inescapable As The Genius Which Compels A Great Artist. If He Has Not The Concern For Humanity, The Love Of Living Creatures, The Vision Of The Priest And The Artist, He Must Not Teach.

When We Know What We Want To Prove, We Go Out And Find Our Facts. They Are Always There.

Only People Who Are Assured Of Daily Food Can Concern Themselves With Matters Of Principle And Ethic. A Man Will Become A Slave Rather Than Starve.