The Miller Imagines That The Corn Grows

Light Has Called Forth One Organ To Become Its Like, And Thus The Eye Is Formed By The Light And For The Light So That The Inner Light May Emerge To Meet The Outer Light.

Being Brilliant Is No Great Feat If You Respect Nothing.

The First And Last Thing Required Of Genius Is The Love Of Truth. [ger., Das Erste Und Letzte, Was Vom Genie Gefordert Wird, Ist Wahreits-liebe.]

True Art Can Only Spring From The Intimate Linking Of The Serious And The Playful.

Every Person Above The Ordinary Has A Certain Mission That They Are Called To Fulfill.