He had been standing still; for an artist, one of the more painful forms of death.
The one who has not seen Paris in the morning does not know how beautiful it is.
Do not call yourself old. A man is as old as the creative force within him.
No artist is normal. Who happen to be normal cannot be an artist.
There are neither good nor evil, only the existence and action.
...and rout the magical mystical moonlight with fierce proof of its own greater power to light, to heat, to make everything known.