Fatalism is a false premise. What will be is not necessarily what must be.

To know what one can have and to do with it, being prepared for no more, is the basis of equilibrium.

Order is the shape upon which beauty depends.

One faces the future with one's past.

The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive.

It is worse than folly... not to recognize the truth, for in it lies the tinder for tomorrow.

All birth is unwilling.