Concealment is equated, unknowingly to ourselves, with individuality; the more we conceal the more it seems we are asserting our very personality, resisting a somewhat repellent, unwelcome intrusion of other things into ourselves.

All beauty is a making one of opposites, and the making one of opposites is what we are going after in ourselves.

If a mistake is not a stepping stone, it is a mistake.

Art can make the old surprising, and the new and sudden soothing.

The resolution of conflict in self is like the making one of opposites in art.

Originality in art puts charm where it wasn't.

When truth is divided, errors multiply.