Love Is Exclusivity, Selection.

In Order To Master The Unruly Torrent Of Life The Learned Man Meditates, The Poet Quivers, And The Political Hero Erects The Fortress Of His Will.

There May Be As Much Nobility In Being Last As In Being First, Because The Two Positions Are Equally Necessary In The World, The One To Complement The Other.

The Trend Towards Pure Art Betrays Not Arrogance, As Is Often Thought, But Modesty. Art That Has Rid Itself Of Human Pathos Is A Thing Without Consequence.

The Cynic, A Parasite Of Civilization, Lives By Denying It, For The Very Reason That He Is Convinced That It Will Not Fail.

The Real Magic Wand Is The Child's Own Mind.