Ever Thine, Ever Mine, Ever Ours

My Misfortune Is Doubly Painful To Me Because It Will Result In My Being Misunderstood. For Me There Can Be No Recreation In The Company Of Others, No Intelligent Conversation, No Exchange Of Information With Peers; Only The Most Pressing Needs Can Make Me Venture Into Society. I Am Obliged To Live Like An Outcast.

Oh You Men Who Think Or Say That I Am Malevolent, Stubborn, Or Misanthropic, How Greatly Do You Wrong Me. You Do Not Know The Secret Cause Which Makes Me Seem That Way To You. Oh How Harshly Was I Flung Back By The Doubly Sad Experience Of My Bad Hearing.

A Great Poet Is The Most Precious Jewel Of A Nation.

Men Are Not Only Together When They Are With Each Other; Even The Distant And The Dead Live With Us.

Art! Who Comprehends Her? With Whom Can One Consult Concerning This Great Goddess?