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Courage Is The Commitment To Begin Without Any Guarantee Of Success.

It Is With Art As With Love: How Can A Man Of The World,with All His Distractions, Keep The Inwardness Which An Artist Must Possess If He Hopes To Attain Perfection? That Inwardness Which The Spectator Must Share If He Is To Understand The Work As The Artist Wishes And Hopes... Believe Me, Talents Are Like Virtues; Either You Must Love Them For Their Own Sake Or Renounce Them Altogether. And They Are Only Recognized And Rewarded When We Have Practised Them In Secret, Like A Dangerous Mystery."

The Deepest, The Only Theme Of Human History, Compared To Which All Others Are Of Subordinate Importance, Is The Conflict Of Skepticism With Faith.

Even The Lowliest, Provided He Is Whole, Can Be Happy, And In His Own . Way, Perfect.

Enjoy What Thou Has Inherited From Thy Sires If Thou Wouldn't Really Possess It. What We Employ And Use Is Never An Oppressive Burden; What The Moment Brings Forth, That Only Can It Profit By.