When A Small Child... I Thought That

When A Small Child... I Thought That Success Spelled Happiness. I Was Wrong.

It Is By The Steady Elimination Of Everything Which Is Ugly - Thoughts And Words No Less Than Tangible Objects - And By The Substitution Of Things Of True And Lasting Beauty That The Whole Progress Of Humanity Proceeds.

To Follow Without Halt, One Aim; There Is The Secret Of Success. And Success? What Is It? I Do Not Find It In The Applause Of The Theater; It Lies Rather In The Satisfaction Of Accomplishment.

To Tend, Unfailingly, Unflinchingly, Towards A Goal, Is The Secret Of Success.

Play The Last Measure Very Softly.