Genius Cannot Escape The Taint Of Its

If All Feeling For Grace And Beauty Were Not Extinguished In The Mass Of Mankind At The Actual Moment, Such A Method Of Locomotion As Cycling Could Never Have Found Acceptance; No Man Or Woman With The Slightest Aesthetic Sense Could Assume The Ludicrous Position Necessary For It.

In Its Permission To Man To Render Subject To Him All Other Living Creatures Of The Earth, It Continued The Cruelty Of The Barbarian And The Pagan, And Endowed These With What Appeared A Divine Authority.

When Passion And Habit Long Lie In Company It Is Only Slowly And With Incredulity That Habit Awakens To Finds Its Companion Fled, Itself Alone.

There Is No Knife That Cuts So Sharply And With Such Poisoned Blade As Treachery.

The Fire Of True Enthusiasm Is Like The Fires Of Baku, Which No Water Can Ever Quench, And Which Burn Steadily On From Night To Day, And Year To Year, Because Their Well-spring Is Eternal.