Love Grants In A Moment What Toil

None Are More Hopelessly Enslaved Than Those Who Falsely Believe They Are Free.

Beloved Brother, Let Us Not Forget That Man Can Never Get Away From Himself. [ger., Lass Uns, Geliebter Bruder, Nicht Vergessen, Dass Von Sich Selbst Der Mensch Nicht Scheiden Kann.]

One Is Led Astray Alike By Sympathy And Coldness, By Praise And By Blame

The True, Prescriptive Artist Strives After Artistic Truth; The Lawless Artist, Following Blind Instinct, After An Appearance Of Naturalness. The One Leads To The Highest Peaks Of Art, The Other To Its Lowest Depths.

Duty Is The Demand Of The Hour.