The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.
I’mwilling for any solution religious, political. I’m not going to keepoffering to negotiate so much because they turn us down each time. Itindicates a weakness on our part.
An artist is only a very small part of the universe and should receive no more attention than any other thing on earth which provides us with beauty, happiness and plenty
