You Pass People On The Street, Some

It Seems To Me That Before A Man Tries To Express Anything To The World He Must Recognize In Himself An Individual, A New One, Very Distinct From Others.

Through Art, Mysterious Bonds Of Understanding And Of Knowledge Are Established Among Men. They Are The Bonds Of A Great Brotherhood. Those Who Are Of The Brotherhood Know Each Other, And Time And Space Cannot Separate Them.

Know What The Old Masters Did. Know How They Composed Their Pictures, But Do Not Fall Into The Conventions They Established. These Conventions Were Right For Them, And They Are Wonderful. They Made Their Language. You Make Yours. All The Past Can Help You.

Find Out What You Really Like If You Can. Find Out What Is Really Important To You. Then Sing Your Song. You Will Have Something To Sing About And Your Whole Heart Will Be In The Singing.

Do Not Let The Fact That Things Are Not Made For You, That Conditions Are Not As They Should Be Stop You. Go On Anyway. Everything Depends On Those Who Go On Anyway.