From Fanaticism To Barbarism Is Only One

When Superstition Is Allowed To Perform The Task Of Old Age In Dulling The Human Temperament, We Can Say Goodbye To All Excellence In Poetry, In Painting, And In Music.

Bad Company Is As Instructive As Licentiousness. One Makes Up For The Loss Of One's Innocence With The Loss Of One's Prejudices.

First Of All Move Me, Surprise Me, Rend My Heart; Make Me Tremble, Weep, Shudder; Outrage Me; Delight My Eyes Afterwards If You Can.

Those Authors Into Whose Hands Nature Has Placed A Magic Wand, With Which They No Sooner Touch Us Than We Forget The Unhappiness In Life, Than The Darkness Leaves Our Soul, And We Are Reconciled To Existence, Should Be Placed Among The Benefactors Of The Human Race.

I Have Only A Small Flickering Light To Guide Me In The Darkness Of A Thick Forest. Up Comes A Theologian And Blows It Out.