The Earth Is Like The Breasts Of

A Thought Comes When It Will, Not When I Will.

The Noble Type Of Man Feels Himself To Be The Determiner Of Values, He Does Not Need To Be Approved Of, He Judges 'what Harms Me Is Harmful In Itself', He Knows Himself To Be That Which In General Accords Honour To Things, He Creates Values.

Giving Style” To One’s Character - A Great And Rare Art! It Is Exercised By Those Who See All The Strengths And Weaknesses Of Their Own Natures And Then Comprehend Them In An Artistic Plan Until Everything Appears As Art And Reason And Even Weakness Delights The Eye.

Lightning And Thunder Need Time, The Light Of The Stars Needs Time, Deeds Need Time, Even After They Are Done, To Be Seen And Heard.

Indeed, What Forces Us At All To Suppose That There Is An Essential Opposition Of 'true' And 'false'? Is It Not Sufficient To Assume Degrees Of Apparentness And, As It Were, Lighter And Darker Shadows And Shades Of Appearance- Different 'values', To Use The Language Of Painters?