The Less I Understand Life, The More

In Morals, Always Do As Others Do; In Art, Never.

I Have No Religion,’ Says Borneau, ‘but I Respect The Religion Of Others. Religion Is Sacred.’ Why This Privilege, This Immunity?... A Believer Creates God In His Own Image; If He Is Ugly, His God Will Be Morally Ugly. Why Should Moral Ugliness Be Respectable?

Dreaming Is To Think By Moonlight By The Light Of An Inner Moon.

I Am Afraid I Shall Not Find Him, But I Shall Still Look For Him, For If He Exists, He May Be Appreciative Of My Efforts.

Talent Is A Question Of Quantity. Talent Does Not Write One Page; It Writes Three Hundred.