When A Small Child... I Thought That

God Gives Talent. Work Transforms Talent Into Genius.

To Follow, Without Halt, One Aim: There's The Secret Of Success.

It Is By The Steady Elimination Of Everything Which Is Ugly - Thoughts And Words No Less Than Tangible Objects - And By The Substitution Of Things Of True And Lasting Beauty That The Whole Progress Of Humanity Proceeds.

When A Small Child... I Thought That Success Spelled Happiness. I Was Wrong.

If I Can Not Dance, I Shall Die!