I Notice That Autumn Is

The Bite Of Conscience, Like The Bite Of A Dog Into A Stone, Is A Stupidity.

He Who Is Punished Is Never He Who Performed The Deed. He Is Always The Scapegoat.

There Are Two Types Of Genius; One Which Above All Begets And Wants To Beget, And Another Which Prefers Being Fertilized And Giving Birth.

The Secret Of Reaping The Greatest Fruitfulness And The Greatest Enjoyment From Life Is To Live Dangerously.

I Know No Other Way To Associate With Great Tasks Than As Play: As A Sign Of Greatness, This Is An Essential Presupposition.