In Order To Cure A Feeling Of

The Dignity Of The Individual Demands That He Be Not Reduced To Vassalage By The Largesse Of Others.

Good Taste" Is A Virtue Of The Keepers Of Museums. If You Scorn Bad Taste, You Will Have Neither Painting Nor Dancing, Neither Palaces Nor Gardens.

One's Suffering Disappears When One Lets Oneself Go, When One Yields - Even To Sadness.

On Ne Sait Jamais! One Never Knows!

Perhaps Creativity Is Fumbling That Dance Step, Or Driving The Chisel The Wrong Way Into The Stone.