Those Only Obtain Love, For The Most

Mountains Cannot Be Surmounted Except By Winding Paths.

I Wish The Stage Were As Narrow As The Wire Of A Tighrope Dancer So That No Incompetent Would Dare Step Upon It.

Everything Is Simpler Than One Can Imagine, And Yet Complicated And Inter-twined Beyond Comprehension.

Let Us Not Dream That Reason Can Ever Be Popular. Passions, Emotions, May Be Made Popular; But Reason Remains Ever The Property Of An Elect Few.

Deny Yourself! You Must Deny Yourself! That Is The Song That Never Ends.