The Only Journey Is The One Within.

I Am Much Too Alone In This World, Yet Not Alone Enough

I Believe That Nothing That Is Real Can Pass Away.

Works Of Art Are Of An Infinite Solitude, And No Means Of Approach Is So Useless As Criticism. Only Love Can Touch And Hold Them And Be Fair To Them.

Never Believe Fate Is More Than The Condensation Of Childhood.

Keep Growing Quietly And Seriously Throughout Your Whole Development; You Cannot Disturb It More Rudely Than By Looking Outward And Expecting From Outside Replies To Questions That Only Your Inmost Feeling In Your Most Hushed Hour Can Perhaps Answer.