I like familiarity. In me it does not bring contempt-only more familiarity.
Every day is a renewal, every morning the daily miracle. This joy you feel is life.
You are so afraid of losing your moral sense that you are not willing to take it through anything more dangerous than a mud-puddle.
A little artist has all the tragic unhappiness and the sorrows of a great artist and he is not a great artist.
In the morning there is meaning, in the evening there is feeling.
There are of course people who are more important than others in that they have more importance in the world but this is not essential and it ceases to be. I have no sense of difference in this respect because every human being comprises the combination form.