It is the artist who realizes that there is a supreme force above him and works gladly away as a small apprentice under God's heaven.

The same old caveman feeling-greed, envy, violence, and mutual hate, which along the way assumed respectable pseudonyms like class struggle, racial struggle, mass struggle, labor-union struggle-are tearing our world to pieces.

Each person has his special moment of life when he unfolded himself to the fullest, felt to the deepest, and expressed himself to the utmost, to himself and to others.

... some kind of clean, pure feeling does live within us, existing apart from all our convictions.

To destroy a people, you must first sever their roots.

The Communists have for decades loudly proclaimed their goal of destroying the bourgeois world, while the West merely smiled at what seemed to be an extravagant joke.

A hard life improves the vision.