Art Is In Itself Noble;

We Find From Experience That Yellow Excites A Warm And Agreeable Impression.... The Eye Is Gladdened, The Heart Expanded And Cheered, A Glow Seems At Once To Breathe Toward Us.

The Senses Do Not Deceive Us, But The Judgment Does.

He Who Enjoys Doing And Enjoys What He Has Done Is Happy.

Let Him Who Believes In Immortality Enjoy His Happiness In Silence; He Has No Reason To Give Himself Airs About It.

The Main Thing Is To Have A Soul That Loves The Truth And Harbours It Where He Finds It. And Another Thing: Truth Requires Constant Repetition, Because Error Is Being Preached About Us All The Time, And Not Only By Isolated Individuals But By The Masses. In The Newspapers And Encyclopedias, In Schools And Universities, Everywhere Error Rides High And Basks In The Consciousness Of Having The Majority On Its Side.