In A Seriously Intended Intellectual Emancipation A

When I Contemplated Purpose I Also Contemplated Chance And Foolishness.

The Tree That Would Grow To Heaven Must Send Its Roots To Hell.

However Modest One May Be In One's Demand For Intellectual Cleanliness, One Cannot Help Feeling, When Coming Into Contact With The New Testament, A Kind Of Inexpressible Discomfiture: For The Unchecked Impudence With Which The Least Qualified Want To Raise Their Voice On The Greatest Problems, And Even Claim To Be Judges Of Such Things, Surpasses All Measure. The Shameless Levity With Which The Most Intractable Problems (life, World, God, Purpose Of Life) Are Spoken Of, As If They Were Not Problems At All But Simply Things That These Little Bigots Knew!

And As Long As You Are In Any Way Ashamed Before Yourself, You Do Not Yet Belong With Us.

One Repays A Teacher Badly If One Always Remains Nothing But A Pupil.