The potentiality of perfection outweighs actual contradictions... Existence in itself is here to prove that it cannot be an evil.

A lamp can only light another lamp when it continues to burn in its own flame.

Let this be my last word, that I trust in thy love.

In Art, man reveals himself and not his objects.

Say of him what you please, but I know my child's failings. I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my little child. How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh his merits against his faults? When I must punish him he becomes all the more a part of my being. When I cause his tears to come my heart weeps with him. I alone have a right to blame and punish, for he only may chastise who loves.

What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real.

The tragedy of human life consists in our vain attempts to stretch the limits of things which can never become unlimited, to reach the infinite by absurdly adding to the rungs of the ladder of the finite.