Woe To These People Who Have No

Understand That The Only Possession Of Any Value Is Life.

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

I Advise The Young To Tell Themselves Constantly That Most Often It Is Up To Them Alone.

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.

Whoever Starts Out Toward The Unknown Must Consent To Venture Alone.