The Sole Art That Suits Me Is

To What A Degree The Same Past Can Leave Different Marks - And Especially Admit Of Different Interpretations.

What Would There Be In A Story Of Happiness? Only What Prepares It, Only What Destroys It Can Be Told.

I Intend To Bring You Strength, Joy, Courage, Perspicacity, Defiance.

A Desire For Truth Is By No Means A Need For Certitude And It Would Be Unwise To Confuse One With The Other.

The Most Subtle Art, The Strongest And Deepest Art - Supreme Art - Is The One That Does Not At First Allow Itself To Be Recognized.