You are eternity's hostage A captive of mine.

Art always serves beauty, and beauty is the joy of possessing form, and form is the key to organic life since no living thing can exist without it.

It snowed and snowed, the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on the table; A candle burned.

As in an explosion, I would erupt with all the wonderful things I saw and understood in this world.

No deep and strong feeling, such as we may come across here and there in the world, is unmixed with compassion. The more we love, the more the object of our love seems to us to be a victim.

They don't ask much of you. They only want you to hate the things you love and to love the things you despise.

And remember: you must never, under any circumstances, despair. To hope and to act, these are our duties in misfortune.