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Mark Tobey Fills His Canvases With Elliptical, Calligraphic Lines, Beautiful Whirls That Seem At First Glance To Be Completely Abstract And To Come From Nowhere At All Except His Own Subjective Musing. But I Shall Never Forget How Struck I Was, On Visiting Tobey's Studio One Day, To See Strewn Around Books On Astronomy And Photographs Of The Milky Way. I Knew Then That Tobey Experiences The Movement Of The Stars And Solar Constellations As The External Pole Of His Encounter.

The Authentic Rebel Knows That The Silencing Of All His Adversaries Is The Last Thing On Earth He Wishes: Their Extermination Would Deprive Him And Whoever Else Remains Alive From The Uniqueness, The Originality, And The Capacity For Insight That These Enemies Being Human Also Have And Could Share With Him. If We Wish The Death Of Our Enemies, We Cannot Talk About The Community Of Man. In The Losing Of The Chance For Dialogue With Our Enemies, We Are The Poorer.

The Value Of Dreams, Like ... Divinations, Is Not That They Give A Specific Answer, But That They Open Up New Areas Of Psychic Reality, Shake Us Out Of Our Customary Ruts, And Throw Light On A New Segment Of Our Lives. Thus The Sayings Of The Shrine, Like Dreams, Were Not To Be Received Passively; The Recipients Had To "live" Themselves Into The Message.

Vanity And Narcissism — The Compulsive Need To Be Admired And Praised — Undermine One's Courage, For One Then Fights On Someone Else's Conviction Rather Than One's Own.

What Anxiety Means Is It's As Though The World Is Knocking At Your Door, And You Need To Create, You Need To Make Something, You Need To Do Something. I Think Anxiety, For People Who Have Found Their Own Heart And Their Own Souls, For Them It Is A Stimulus Toward Creativity, Toward Courage. It's What Makes Us Human Beings.