Unconsciousness, Spontaneity, Instinct ... Hold

To Live We Must Conquer Incessantly, We Must Have The Courage To Be Happy.

The Tragic Solemnity Of Existence Strikes Us With Terrible Force On That Morning When We Wake To Find The Mournful Words "too Late" Ringing In Our Ears.

The Test Of Every Religious, Political, Or Educational System Is The Man That It Forms.

Charm Is The Quality In Others That Makes Us More Satisfied With Ourselves.

Composition Is A Process Of Combination, In Which Thought Puts Together Complementary Truths, And Talent Fuses Into Harmony The Most Contrary Qualities Of Style. So That There Is No Composition Without Effort, Without Pain Even, As In All Bringing Forth. The Reward Is The Giving Birth To Something Living--something, That Is To Say, Which, By A Kind Of Magic, Makes A Living Unity Out Of Such Opposed Attributes As Orderliness And Spontaneity, Thought And Imagination, Solidity And Charm.