Priests ... These Turkey-cocks Of God.

One Will Rarely Err If Extreme Actions Be Ascribed To Vanity, Ordinary Actions To Habit, And Mean Actions To Fear.

The Voice Of Beauty Speaks Softly; It Creeps Only Into The Most Fully Awakened Souls

Freedom Is The Will To Be Responsible For Ourselves.

From Passions Grow Opinions; Intellectual Laziness Lets These Harden Into Convictions.

But Every Soil Becomes Finally Exhausted, And The Ploughshare Of Evil Must Always Come Once More.