The Desire To Annoy No One, To

Do You Believe Then That The Sciences Would Ever Have Arisen And Become Great If There Had Not Before Hand Been Magicians, Alchemists, Astrologers And Wizards, Who Thirsted And Hungered After Abscondite And Forbidden Powers?

Not The Intensity But The Duration Of High Feelings Makes High Men.

Every Philosophy Is The Philosophy Of Some Stage Of Life.

Speaking Of Georges Bizet: His Music Has The Tang Of Sunny Climates, Their Bracing Air, Their Clearness. It Voices A Sensibility Hitherto Unknown To Us.

The Preponderance Of Pain Over Pleasure Is The Cause Of Our Fictitious Morality And Religion.