Being Good Is Easy, What Is Difficult

You Preserve Your Shame But You Kill Your Glory.

The Production Of Souls Is The Secret Of Unfathomable Depth.

Art Moves. Hence Its Civilizing Power.

These Are Dark Radiances. They Have No Suspicion That They Are To Be Pitied. Certainly They Are So. He Who Does Not Weep Does Not See. They Are To Be Admired And Pitied, As One Would Both Pity And Admire A Being At Once Night And Day, Without Eyes Beneath His Lashes But With A Star On His Brow.

Where Would The Shout Of Love Begin, If Not From The Summit Of Sacrifice?