All Theory, Dear Friend, Is

There Is Nothing Outside Of Us That Is Not At The Same Time In Us, And As The External World Has Its Colors The Eye, Too, Has Colors.

All Things Are Only Transitory.

What Chance Gathers, She Easily Scatters. A Great Person Attracts Great People And Knows How To Hold Them Together.

Give Shape, Artist! Don't Talk! Your Poem Be But A Breath.

If In The Infinite You Want To Stride, Just Walk In The Finite To Every Side.