The Badge Of Honesty Is Simplicity.

The Artist Stands On The Human Being As A Statue Does On A Pedestal.

Our Bodies Are Molded Rivers.

Only The Most Perfect Human Being Can Design The Most Perfect Philosophy.

Tools Arm The Man. One Can Well Say That Man Is Capable Of Bringing Forth A World; He Lacks Only The Necessary Apparatus, The Corresponding Armature Of His Sensory Tools. The Beginning Is There. Thus The Principle Of A Warship Lies In The Idea Of The Shipbuilder, Who Is Able To Incorporate This Thought By Making Himself Into A Gigantic Machine, As It Were, Through A Mass Of Men And Appropriate Tools And Materials. Thus The Idea Of A Moment Often Required Monstrous Organs, Monstrous Masses Of Materials, And Man Is Therefore A Potential, If Not An Actual Creator.

Poetry Heals The Wounds Inflicted By Reason.