The Artist Is Not The Transcriber Of

He Who Has Dreamed For Long Resembles His Dream.

The Truth Of A Man Is First And Foremost What He Hides.

The Thrill Of Creation Which We Experience Which We Experience When We See A Masterpiece Is Not Unlike The Feeling Of The Artist Who Created It; Such A Work Is A Fragment Of The World Which He Has Annexed And Which Belongs To Him Alone.

And When Man Faces Destiny, Destiny Ends And Man Comes Into His Own.

The Artist Is Not The Transcriber Of The World, He Is Its Rival.