Familiarity Breeds Contempt Only When It Breeds

An Artist Is A Dreamer Consenting To Dream Of The Actual World.

Beauty Is A Pledge Of The Possible Conformity Between The Soul And Nature, And Consequently A Ground Of Faith In The Supremacy Of The Good.

For Shakespeare, In The Matter Of Religion, The Choice Lay Between Christianity And Nothing. He Chose Nothing.

Faith In The Supernatural Is A Desperate Wager Made By Man At The Lowest Ebb Of His Fortunes.

The Existence Of Any Evil Anywhere At Any Time Absolutely Ruins A Total Optimism.