No Man Is A Hero To His

The Man Whom Philosophy Leaves Cold, And The Man Whom Real Faith Does Not Illuminate, May Be Assured That The Fault Lies In Them, Not In Knowledge And Faith. The Former Is Still An Alien To Philosophy, The Latter An Alien To Faith.

It Is A Matter Of Perfect Indifference Where A Thing Originated; The Only Question Is: Is It True In And For Itself?

Too Fair To Worship, Too Divine To Love.

Impatience Asks For The Impossible, Wants To Reach The Goal Without The Means Of Getting There. The Length Of The Journey Has To Be Borne With, For Every Moment Is Necessary.

Nothing Great Has Been And Nothing Great Can Be Accomplished Without Passion. It Is Only A Dead, Too Often, Indeed, A Hypocriticalmoralizing Which Inveighs Against The Form Of Passion As Such.