The Truth Of Practical Intellect Is Understood

Art Is A Creative Effort Of Which The Wellsprings Lie In The Spirit, And Which Brings Us At Once The Most Intimate Self Of The Artist And The Secret Concurrences Which He Has Perceived In Things By Means Of A Vision Or Intuition All His Own, And Not To Be Expressed In Ideas And In Words-expressible Only In The Work Of Art.

It Has Never Been Recommended To Confuse "loving" With "seeking To Please"... ...salome Pleased Herod's Guests; I Can Hardly Believe She Was Burning With Love For Them. As For Poor John The Baptist... ...she Certainly Did Not Envelop Him In Her Love.

There Is Room Neither For The Poet Nor For The Contemplator In An Egalitarian World.

I Don't See America As A Mainland, But As A Sea, A Big Ocean. Sometimes A Storm Arises, A Formidable Current Develops, And It Seems It Will Engulf Everything. Wait A Moment, Another Current Will Appear And Bring The First One To Naught.

Things Are Opaque To Us, And We Are Opaque To Ourselves.