It Is High Time That We Had

The Masses Are Still Ungrateful Or Ignorant. They Prefer Murder, Poisonings, And Crimes Generally To A Literature Possessed Of Style And Feeling.

The Whole Secret Of The Study Of Nature Lies In Learning How To Use One's Eyes.

Once My Heart Was Captured, Reason Was Shown The Door, Deliberately And With A Sort Of Frantic Joy. I Accepted Everything, I Believed Everything, Without Struggle, Without Suffering, Without Regret, Without False Shame. How Can One Blush For What One Adores?

Admiration And Familiarity Are Strangers.

Vanity Is The Quicksand Of Reason.