The Artist Is Called A Creator.

A Man May Be Buoyed Up By The Efflation Of His Wild Desires To Brave Any Imaginable Peril; But He Cannot Calmly See One He Loves Braving The Same Peril; Simply Because He Cannot Feel Within Turn That Which Prompts Another. He Sees The Danger, And Feels Not The Power That Is To Overcome It.

Ideas Are Forces; Our Acceptance Of One Determines Our Reception Of Others.

It Is Not True That A Man Can Believe Or Disbelieve What He Will. But It Is Certain That An Active Desire To Find Any Proposition True Will Unconsciously Tend To That Result By Dismissing Importunate Suggestions Which Run Counter To The Belief, And Welcoming Those Which Favor It. The Psychological Law, That We Only See What Interests Us, And Only Assimilate What Is Adapted To Our Condition, Causes The Mind To Select Its Evidence.

No Deeply Rooted Tendency Was Ever Extirpated By Adverse Judgment. Not Having Originally Been Founded On Argument, It Cannot Be Destroyed By Logic.

No Man Was Ever Eloquent By Trying To Be Eloquent, But Only By Being So.