No Tree, It Is Said, Can Grow

One Must Be Able To Let Things Happen.

Those Who Look Outside, Dream. Those Who Look Inside, Awaken.

To Me Dreams Are Part Of Nature, Which Harbors No Intention To Deceive But Expresses Something As Best It Can.

Without Playing With Fantasy, No Creative Work Has Yet Come Into Being.

It Is Often Tragic To See How Blatantly A Man Bungles His Own Life And The Lives Of Others Yet Remains Totally Incapable Of Seeing How Much The Whole Tragedy Originates In Himself, And How He Continually Feeds It And Keeps It Going.