When You Take A Man

We All Of Us Live Upon The Past, And Through The Past We Are Destroyed.

To Blow Is Not To Play On The Flute; You Must Move The Fingers. [ger., Blasen Ist Nicht Floten, Ihr Musst Die Finger Bewegen.]

It Is Working Within Limits That The Craftsman Reveals Himself.

The Summit Charms Us, The Steps To It Do Not; With The Heights Before Our Eyes, We Like To Linger In The Plain. It Is Only A Part Of Art That Can Be Taught; But The Artist Needs The Whole. He Who Is Only Half Instructed Speaks Much And Is Always Wrong; Who Knows It Wholly Is Content With Acting And Speaks Seldom Or Late.

Let Us Live In As Small A Circle As We Will, We Are Either Debtors Or Creditors Before We Have Had Time To Look Around.