In the very deep abyss of human being three main colors dominate the scene: the pure whiteness of rationality and brain – the gloomy darkness of irrational fears and unrestrained impulses – the violent red of bloody passions.
No color should dominate the others. No color should dominate a human being.

The mouth is the boundary between inner and outer, between a large space and a shorter ways of expression, the boundary across which a thought becomes an emotion. The mouth is the boundary which makes pathos real, giving it a shape, giving it a name.