Humanity Is Outraged In Me And With

Art Belongs To All Times And To All Countries; Its Special Benefit Is Precisely To Be Still Living When Everything Else Seems Dying; That Is Why Providence Shields It From Too Personal Or Too General Passions, And Grants It A Patient And Persevering Organization, Durable Sensibility, And The Contemplative Sense In Which Lies Invincible Faith.

The Trade Of Authorship Is A Violent, And Indestructible Obsession.

Genius, Whether Locked Up In A Cell Or Roaming At Large, Is Always Solitary.

No Religion Can Be Built On Force.

Every Historian Discloses A New Horizon.