The Artist Vocation Is To Send Light

Humanity Is Outraged In Me And With Me. We Must Not Dissimulate Nor Try To Forget This Indignation, Which Is One Of The Most Passionate Forms Of Love.

All Your Trouble Comes From Lack Of Exercise. A Man Of Your Strength And Constitution Ought Always To Have Kept Physically Active. So Don't Jibe At The Very Wise Advice That Sentences You To One Hour's Walk A Day. You Imagine The Work Of The Mind Takes Place Only In The Brain; But You're Much Mistaken. It Takes Place In The Legs As Well.

One Is Happy As A Result Of One's Own Efforts, Once One Knows Of The Necessary Ingredients Of Happiness-simple Tastes, A Certain Degree Of Courage, Self-denial To A Point, Love Of Work, And, Above All, A Clear Conscience. Happiness Is No Vague Dream, Of That I Now Feel Certain.

Lying, Like License, Has Its Degrees.

Nature Has Not Changed. The Night Is Still Unsullied, The Stars Still Twinkle, And The Wild Thyme Smells As Sweetly Now As It Did Then ... We May Be Afflicted And Unhappy, But No One Can Take From Us The Sweet Delight Which Is Nature's Gift To Those Who Love Her And Her Poetry.