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All Human Errors Are Impatience, A Premature Breaking Off Of Methodical Procedure, An Apparent Fencing-in Of What Is Apparently At Issue.

This Perversion Of The Truth, Familiar To The Artist Though It Was, Always Unnerved Him Afresh And Proved Too Much For Him. What Was A Consequence Of The Premature Ending Of His Fast Was Here Presented As The Cause Of It! To Fight Against This Lack Of Understanding, Against A Whole World Of Nonunderstanding, Was Impossible.

I Am A Cage, In Search Of A Bird.

Some Books Seem Like A Key To Unfamiliar Rooms In One’s Own Castle.

If Something Good Has Lost Its Way Into You, It Will Make Its Escape Overnight. I Know You.