Human, All Too Human.

A Reader Is Doubly Guilty Of Bad Manners Against An Author When He Praises His Second Book At The Expense Of His First (or Vice Versa) And Then Expects The Author To Be Grateful For What He Has Done.

Without Meaning, Without Substance, Without Aim: A Mere 'public Opinion'.

A Pair Of Powerful Spectacles Has Sometimes Sufficed To Cure A Person In Love.

Art Furnishes Us With Eyes And Hands And Above All The Good Conscience To Be Able To Turn Ourselves Into Such A Phenomenon.

As A Human Being Plato Mingles Regal, Exclusive, And Self-contained Features With Melancholy Compassion.