Every Man In Creating The Beautiful Appearance

Instruments And Playthings Are Sense And Spirit: Behind Them There Is Still The Self. The Self Seeketh With The Eyes Of The Senses, It Hearkeneth Also With The Ears Of The Spirit.

Christianity Has Taken The Part Of All The Weak, The Low, The Botched; It Has Made An Ideal Out Of Antagonism To All The Self Preservative Instincts Of Sound Life; It Has Corrupted Even The Faculties Of Those Natures That Are Intellectually Most Vigorous, By Representing The Highest Intellectual Values As Sinful, As Misleading, As Full Of Temptation.

Every Tradition Grows Continually More Venerable, And The More Remote Its Origins, The More This Is Lost Sight Of. The Veneration Paid The Tradition Accumulates From Generation To Generation, Until It At Last Becomes Holy And Excites Awe.

One Who Has A Why Can Endure Anyhow.

Do You Suppose That Sacrifice Is The Hallmark Of Moral Action?--just Stop To Consider Whether Sacrifice Is Not Involved In Every Action That Is Done With Deliberation, The Worst As Well As The Best.