The Greatest Assassin Of Life Is Haste,

I Am Not I. I Am This One Walking Beside Me Whom I Do Not See, Whom At Times I Manage To Visit, And Whom At Other Times I Forget; Who Remains Calm And Silent While I Talk, And Forgives, Gently, When I Hate, Who Walks Where I Am Not, Who Will Remain Standing When I Die.

Every Country Should Realize That Its Turn At World Domination, Domination Because Its Rights Coincided More Or Less With The Character Or Progress Of The Epoch, Must Terminate With The Change Brought About By This Progress.

A Permanent State Of Transition Is Man's Most Noble Condition.

Rodin Picks A Mushroom Delighted, And Shows It To Madame Rodin... "look," He Says Excitedly, "and That Takes But A Single Night! In One Night All These Are Made, All These Lamellas. That Is Good Work."

Back Of My Forehead I Feel Tonight A Whole Sky Full Of Stars. Under A Western Moon. Life Is Indeed Lovely!