Nothing Is Sadder Than The Consequences Of

The Writer Is Important Only By Dint Of The Territory He Colonizes.

There Is No Stopping The World's Tendency To Throw Off Imposed Restraints, The Religious Authority That Is Based On The Ignorance Of The Many, The Political Authority That Is Based On The Knowledge Of The Few.

As Against Having Beautiful Workshops, Studies, Etc., One Writes Best In A Cellar On A Rainy Day.

If Men Were Basically Evil, Who Would Bother To Improve The World Instead Of Giving It Up As A Bad Job At The Outset?

How Delightful Is The Company Of Generous People, Who Overlook Trifles And Keep Their Minds Instinctively Fixed On Whatever Is Good And Positive In The World Around Them.