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By Beauty Of Course I Mean Truth, For The One Involves The Other; It Is Only The False In Art Which Is Ugly, And It Is Only The Ugly That Is Universal.

We Are Creatures Of The Moment; We Live From One Little Space To Another, And Only One Interest At A Time Fills These.

Inequality Is As Dear To The American Heart As Liberty Itself.

The Difficulty Is To Know Conscience From Self-interest.

He Who Sleeps In Continual Noise Is Wakened By Silence.