What Molting Time Is To Birds, So

If I Succeed In Putting Some Warmth And Love Into The Work, Then It Will Find Friends. Carrying On Working Is The

There Was A Sentence In Your Letter That Struck Me, “i Wish I Were Far Away From Everything, I Am The Cause Of All, And Bring Only Sorrow To Everybody, I Alone Have Brought All This Misery On Myself And Others.” These Words Struck Me Because That Same Feeling, Just The Same, Not More Nor Less, Is Also On My Conscience.

Find Things Beautiful As Much As You Can, Most People Find Too Little Beautiful.

The Only Thing To Do Is To Go One's Own Way, To Try One's Best, To Make The Thing Live.

The More I Think About It, The More I Realize There Is Nothing More Artistic Than To Love Others.