The hidden child wants to be able to participate and to co-create in art, rather than being simply an admiring viewer.

You are not at home where your residence are but where you are understood.

There are often some hundred times, a thousand times, before you can really see it for the first time.

Woe to humanity, should only a single animal have a seat in the Last Judgement.

Home isn't where our house is, but wherever we are understood.

If modern civilization man had to kill the animals he eats, the number of vegetarians would rise astronomically.

In every man there is a hidden child which is called the urge to create and he prefers as play things and serious things not the miniature ships, recreated in the minutest detail, but the walnutshell with a bird feather as mast and sail and a pebble as the captain. He also wants to be able to participate and to co-create in art, rather than being simply an admiring viewer. For this "child in man" is the immortal creator within him.