Since Visiting The Abatoirs Of S. France

In Spite Of Everything, I Shall Rise Again

Art Is But Imitation Of Nature.

If One Feels The Need Of Something Grand, Something Infinite, Something That Makes One Feel Aware Of God, One Need Not Go Far To Find It. I Think That I See Something Deeper, More Infinite, More Eternal Than The Ocean In The Expression Of The Eyes Of A Little Baby When It Wakes In The Morning And Coos Or Laughs Because It Sees The Sun Shining On Its Cradle.

If One Hasn't A Horse, One Is One's Own Horse.

What Would Life Be If We Had No Courage To Attempt Anything?