It Is Natural To Give A Clear

Life Is Meaningless, But Worth Living, Provided You Recognize It's Meaningless.

The World Is Unimportant And Whoever Recognizes This Conquers His Liberty.

Once In The Midst Of A Seemingly Endless Winter, I Discovered Within Myself An Invincible Spring.

I Felt The Urge To Reassure Him That I Was Like Everybody Else, Just Like Everybody Else.

The Artist Forges Himself To The Others, Midway Between The Beauty He Cannot Do Without And The Community He Cannot Tear Himself Away From. That Is Why True Artists Scorn Nothing: They Are Obliged To Understand Rather Than To Judge.