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We Live Counterfeit Lives In Order To Resemble The Idea We First Had Of Ourselves.

The Only Really Christian Art Is That Which, Like St. Francis, Does Not Fear Being Wedded To Poverty. This Rises Far Above Art-as-ornament.

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

The Work Of Art Is The Exaggeration Of An Idea.

Then You Think That One Can Keep A Hopeless Love In One's Heart For So Long As That?...and That Life Can Breathe Upon It Every Day, Without Extinguishing It?