None So Good That He Has No

...a Chasm Opened In The Earth And Out Of It Coal-black Horses Sprang, Drawing A Chariot And Driven By One Who Had A Look Of Dark Splendor, Majestic And Beautiful And Terrible. He Caught Her To Him And Held Her Close. The Next Moment She Was Being Borne Away From The Radiance Of Earth In Springtime To The World Of The Dead By The King Who Rules It.

There Is No Dignity Like The Dignity Of A Soul In Agony.

The Comedy Of Each Age Holds Up A Mirror To The People Of That Age, A Mirror That Is Unique.

It Has Always Seemed Strange To Me That In Our Endless Discussions About Education So Little Stress Is Laid On The Pleasure Of Becoming An Educated Person, The Enormous Interest It Adds To Life. To Be Able To Be Caught Up Into The World Of Thought-that Is To Be Educated.

The Suffering Of A Soul That Can Suffer Greatly -- That And Only That, Is Tragedy.