Without Love There Is No Art. When

The Moment You Follow Someone You Cease To Follow Truth.

The Flowering Of Love Is Meditation.

We Are Empty Shells If We Do Not Possess, If We Do Not Fill Our Life With Furniture, With Music, With Knowledge, With This Or That. And That Shell Makes A Lot Of Noise, And That Noise We Call Living, And With That We Are Satisfied.

I Think One Has To Understand, Not As A Theory, Not As A Speculative, Entertaining Concept, But Rather As An Actual Fact - That We Are The World And The World Is Us. The World Is Each One Of Us; To Feel That, To Be Really Committed To It And To Nothing Else, Brings About A Feeling Of Great Responsibility And An Action That Must Not Be Fragmentary, But Whole.

It Is Only Those Who Are In Constant Revolt That Discover What Is True, Not The Man Who Conforms, Who Follows Some Tradition. It Is Only When You Are Constantly Inquiring, Constantly Observing, Constantly Learning, That You Find Truth, God, Or Love.