To Live Is To Dream, And To

I Know That We Often Tremble At An Empty Terror; Yet The False Fancy Brings A Real Misery.

Man Is Created Free, And Is Free, Even Though Born In Chains.

There Is A Nobility In The World Of Manners.

But How Is The Artist To Protect Himself Against The Corruption Of The Age Which Besets Him On All Sides?

In The Case Of A Creative Mind, It Seems To Me, The Intellect Has Withdrawn Its Watchers From The Gates, And The Ideas Rush In Pell-mell And Only Then Does It Review And Inspect The Multitudes.