An Artist Is Always Seeking

Though Some Men Did Not Make War As Others Did, If They Sold Their Goods For Profit To The War-makers, Did It Make Them Better Because The Weapon Was Not In Their Own Hands, If They Had Made The Weapon And Sold It And So Put It Into The Hands Of Those Used It Upon The Innocent?

There Is An Alchemy In Sorrow. It Can Be Transmuted Into Wisdom, Which, If It Does Not Bring Joy, Can Yet Bring Happiness.

If There Is No Other Life, Then This One Has Been Enough To Make It Worth Being Born Myself...a Human Being.

Praise Out Of Season, Or Tactlessly Bestowed, Can Freeze The Heart As Much As Blame.

What Seems New Is Only New To Us.