... one cannot be happy in exile or in oblivion. One cannot always be a stranger. I want to return to my homeland, make all my loved ones happy. I see no further than this.

A symbol always transcends the one who makes use of it and makes him say in reality more than he is aware of expressing.

The Four Conditions of Happiness: Life in the open air, Love for another being,Freedom from ambition,Creation

Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.

In our well-policed society we recognize that an illness is serious from the fact that we don't dare speak of it directly.

To create is likewise to give a shape to one's fate

And so I learned that familiar paths traced in the dusk of summer evenings may lead as well to prison as to innocent untroubled sleep.