No One Can Build His

Freedom So Often Means That One Isn't Needed Anywhere.

Paris Is A Hard Place To Leave, Even When It Rains Incessantly And One Coughs Continually From The Dampness.

Art And Religion (they Are The Same Thing, In The End, Of Course) Have Given Man The Only Happiness He Has Ever Had.

Elsewhere The Sky Is The Roof Of The World; But Here The Earth Was The Floor Of The Sky.

The Stupid Believe That To Be Truthful Is Easy; Only The Artist, The Great Artist, Knows How Difficult It Is.