The artist belongs to his work, not the work to the artist.
Only an artist can interpret the meaning of life.
In a work of art, chaos must shimmer through the veil of order.
The art of writing books is not yet invented. But it is at the point of being invented. Fragments of this nature are literary seeds. There may be many an infertile grain among them: nevertheless, if only some come up!
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