My 'fear' Is My Substance, And Probably

This Perversion Of The Truth, Familiar To The Artist Though It Was, Always Unnerved Him Afresh And Proved Too Much For Him. What Was A Consequence Of The Premature Ending Of His Fast Was Here Presented As The Cause Of It! To Fight Against This Lack Of Understanding, Against A Whole World Of Nonunderstanding, Was Impossible.

There Is A Goal But No Way; What We Call The Way Is Mere Wavering.

The History Of Mankind Is The Instant Between Two Strides Taken By A Traveler.

The History Of The World, As It Is Written And Handed Down By Word Of Mouth, Often Fails Us Completely; But Man's Intuitive Capacity, Though It Often Misleads, Does Lead, Does Not Ever Abandon One.

A Belief Is Like A Guillotine, Just As Heavy, Just As Light.