...any Authentic Creation Is A Gift To

Obstinacy Alone Is Not A Virtue.

It Is Not Rebellion Itself Which Is Noble But The Demands It Makes Upon Us.

Over There, In Europe, All Was Shame And Anger. Here It Was Exile Or Solitude, Among These Languid And Agitated Madmen Who Danced In Order To Die.

Real Generosity Toward The Future Lies In Giving All To The Present.

The Workman Of Today Works Every Day In His Life At The Same Tasks, And This Fate Is No Less Absurd. But It Is Tragic Only At The Rare Moments When It Becomes Conscious.