Art Needs No Spur Beyond Itself.

There Is Nothing Like A Dream To Create The Future.

The Supreme Ordeal, Let Us Say Rather, The Only Ordeal, Is The Loss Of The Beloved Being.

These Are Dark Radiances. They Have No Suspicion That They Are To Be Pitied. Certainly They Are So. He Who Does Not Weep Does Not See. They Are To Be Admired And Pitied, As One Would Both Pity And Admire A Being At Once Night And Day, Without Eyes Beneath His Lashes But With A Star On His Brow.

Let Us Fear The Worst, But Work With Faith; The Best Will Always Take Care Of Itself.

He Does Not Weep Who Does Not See.