I Do Not Know Myself, And God

Talent Is Nurtured In Solitude; Character Is Formed In The Stormy Billows Of The World. [ger., Es Bildet Ein Talent Sich In Der Stille, Sich Ein Charakter In Dem Strom Der Welt.]

But When All Is Said, The Greatest Art Is To Limit And Isolate Oneself.

Truth Is A Torch But A Tremendous One. That Is Why We Hurry Past It, Shielding Our Eyes, Indeed, In Fear Of Getting Burned.

Common Sense Is The Genius Of Humanity.

Confronted By Outstanding Merit, There Is No Way Of Saving One's Ego Except By Love