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I Hate Symbolic Art In Which The Presentation Loses All Spontaneous Movement In Order To Become A Machine, An Allegory -- A Vain And Misconceived Effort Because The Very Fact Of Giving An Allegorical Sense To A Presentation Clearly Shows That We Have To Do With A Fable Which By Itself Has No Truth Either Fantastic Or Direct; It Was Made For The Demonstration Of Some Moral Truth.

We Think We Understand Each Other, But We Never Really Do.

I Am An "unrealized" Character, Dramatically Speaking.

Here Is A Piece Of Earth. If You Stand Staring At It And Doing Nothing, What Does The Earth Yield? Nothing. Just Like A Woman.

If You Shut Yourself Up Disdainfully In Your Ivory Tower And Insist That You Have Your Own Conscience And Are Satisfied With Its Approval, It Is Because You Know That Everybody Is Criticizing You, Condemning You, Or Laughing At You.