To The Mean All Becomes Mean.

The Best Belongs To Me And Mine; And If We Are Not Given It, We Take It: The Best Food, The Purest Sky, The Most Robust Thoughts, The Fairest Women!

And So While Dreams Are The Individual Man's Play With Reality, The Sculptor's Art Is (in A Broader Sense) The Play With Dreams.

We Are Terrified By The Idea Of Being Terrified.

The Complete Irresponsibility Of Man For His Actions And His Nature Is The Bitterest Drop Which He Who Understands Must Swallow.

When One Has Not Had A Good Father, One Must Create One.