What Is Beautiful Is Moral, That Is

I Had, As I Told You, A Great Passion While Still Almost A Child. When It Was Over, I Divided Myself In Two, Placing On One Side The Soul I Kept For Art, And On The Other, My Body, Which Would Have To Fend For Itself.

And He Beholds The Moon; Like A Rounded Fragment Of Ice Filled With Motionless Light.

The Principal Thing In The World Is To Keep The Soul Aloft.

To See One's Name In Print! Some People Commit A Crime For No Other Reason.

You Can't Find The Soul With A Scalpel.