It Is The Vice Of A Vulgar

I Never Could Get On With Representative Individuals But People Who Existed On Their Own Account And With Whom It Might Therefore Be Possible To Be Friends.

Culture Had Worked In Her Own Case, But During The Last Few Weeks She Had Doubted Whether It Humanized The Majority, So Wide And So Widening Is The Gulf That Stretches Between The Natural And The Philosophic Man, So Many The Good Chaps Who Are Wrecked In Trying To Cross It.

I Hated The Idleness, The Stupidity, The Respectability, The Petty Unselfishness.

I'm A Holy Man Minus The Holiness.

I Know By Experience That The Poets Are Right: Love Is Eternal.