Chaos Is Perhaps At The Bottom Of

America Is A Young Country With An Old Mentality.

Let A Man Once Overcome His Selfish Terror At His Own Finitude, And His Finitude Itself Is, In One Sense, Overcome.

If Artists And Poets Are Unhappy, It Is After All Because Happiness Does Not Interest Them.

We Crave Support In Vanity, As We Do In Religion, And Never Forgive Contradictions In That Sphere.

To Call War The Soil Of Courage And Virtue Is Like Calling Debauchery The Soil Of Love.