Every Artist Writes His Own Autobiography.

Failing To Find In Women Exactly The Same Kind Of Sexual Emotions, As They Find In Themselves, Men Have Concluded That There Are None There At All.

The Sanitary And Mechanical Age We Are Now Entering Makes Up For The Mercy It Grants To Our Sense Of Smell By The Ferocity With Which It Assails Our Sense Of Hearing.

The Aesthetic Pleasure Of Dance Is A Secondary Reflection Of The Primary, Vital Joy Of Courtship.

Every Man Of Genius Sees The World At A Different Angle From His Fellows, And There Is His Tragedy.

On The Threshold Of The Moral World We Meet The Idea Of Freedom, 'one Of The Weightiest Concepts Man Has Ever Formed,' Once A Dogma, In The Course Of Time A Hypothesis, Now In The Eyes Of Many A Fiction, Yet We Cannot Do Without It, Even Although We May Be Firmly Convinced That Our Acts Are Determined By Laws That Cannot Be Broken.