I Live My Daydreams In Music.

It Is Difficult Even To Attach A Precise Meaning To The Term "scientific Truth." So Different Is The Meaning Of The Word "truth" According To Whether We Are Dealing With A Fact Of Experience, A Mathematical Proposition Or A Scientific Theory. "religious Truth" Conveys Nothing Clear To Me At All.

I Have Never Looked Upon Ease And Happiness As Ends In Themselves - This Critical Basis I Call The Ideal Of A Pigsty. The Ideals That Have Lighted My Way, And Time After Time Have Given Me New Courage To Face Life Cheerfully, Have Been Kindness, Beauty, And Truth. Without The Sense Of Kinship With Men Of Like Mind, Without The Occupation With The Objective World, The Eternally Unattainable In The Field Of Art And Scientific Endeavors, Life Would Have Seemed Empty To Me. The Trite Objects Of Human Efforts - Possessions, Outward Success, Luxury - Have Always Seemed To Me Contemptible.

There Is, However, A Somber Point In The Social Outlook Of Americans. Their Sense Of Equality And Human Dignity Is Mainly Limited To People Of White Skin.... The More I Feel Like An American, The More The Situation Pains Me.

The Gift Of Fantasy Has Meant More To Me Than My Talent For Absorbing Positive Knowledge.

Only A Monomaniac Gets Anything Done.