He Who Touches The Soil

Idealism And Science Continue To Function In Separate Compartments; And Yet 'the Happiness Of Man On Earth' Depends Upon Their Combination.

Humor Is Our Way Of Defending Ourselves From Life's Absurdities By Thinking Absurdly About Them.

Nothing Is Unthinkable, Nothing Impossible To The Balanced Person, Provided It Comes Out Of The Needs Of Life And Is Dedicated To Life's Further Development.

The Artist Does Not Illustrate Science; ... [but] He Frequently Responds To The Same Interests That A Scientist Does, And Expresses By A Visual Synthesis What The Scientist Converts Into Analytical Formulae Or Experimental Demonstrations.

Every Work Of Art Is An Abstraction From Time; It Denies The Reality Of Change And Decay And Death.