Oh Mysterious World Of All Light, Thou

Beautiful Colors Exist, Though We Do Not Realize It, And Are Glimpsed Behind The Veil That Modesty Has Drawn Over Them.

It Is Well For Young Men To Have A Model, But Let Them Draw The Curtain Over It While They Are Painting.

Under The Continual Contact With The Pebbles My Feet Have Become Hardened And Used To The Ground. My Body, Almost Constantly Nude, No Longer Suffers From The Sun. Civilization Is Falling From Me Little By Little. I Am Beginning To Think Simply, To Feel Only Very Little Hatred For My Neighbor - Rather, To Love Him.

Do Not Finish Your Work Too Much. An Impression Is Not Sufficiently Durable For Its First Freshness To Survive A Belated Search For Infinite Detail; In This Way You Let The Lava Grow Cool.

Life Is Merely A Fraction Of A Second. An Infinitely Small Amount Of Time To Fulfill Our Desires, Our Dreams, Our Passions.