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If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move...
The one happiness is to shut one's door upon a little room, with a table before one, and to create; to create life in...
. . . does it seem to you that it is possible to speak of Art? It would be the same as explaining...
Interpretation is the evidence of growth and knowledge, the latter through sorrow -- that great...
When we grow old, there can only be one regret -- not to have given enough of ourselves.