Immature Is The Love Of The Youth,

The Genius-in Work And In Deed-is Necessarily A Squanderer: The Fact That He Spends Himself Constitutes His Greatness.

There Are Expressions And Bulls-eyes Of The Spirit, There Are Epigrams, A Little Handful Of Words, In Which A Whole Culture, A Whole Society Is Suddenly Crystallized.

That Is An Artist As I Would Have An Artist Be, Modest In His Needs: He Really Wants Only Two Things, His Bread And His Art--panemet Circen.

You Must Await Your Thirst And Allow It To Become Complete: Otherwise You Will Never Discover Your Spring, Which Can Never Be Anyone Else's!

An Attack On The Roots Of Passion Means An Attack On The Roots Of Life.