No One Ever Reads A Book. He

Discussion Is Impossible With Someone Who Claims Not To Seek The Truth, But Already To Possess It.

Let Us Seek Truth Everywhere; Let Us Cull It Wherever We Can Find Its Blossom Or Its Seed. Having Found The Seed, Let Us Scatter It To The Winds Of Heaven. Where Ever It May Blow, It Will Germinate. There Is No Lack In This Wide Universe Of Souls That Will Form The New Ground.

If A Man Is To Shed The Light Of The Sun Upon Other Men, He Must First Of All Have It Within Himself.

It Is The Artist's Business To Create Sunshine When The Sun Fails.

Take Possession Of The Air, Submit The Elements, Penetrate The Last Redoubts Of Nature, Make Space Retreat, Make Death Retreat.