The Eternal Feminine Draws Us On High.

Commonplaceness, The Surrender To The Average, That Good Which Is Not Bad But Still The Enemy Of The Best - That Is Our Besetting Danger.

Nothing Is True, But That Which Is Simple.

Taste Is Only To Be Educated By Contemplation, Not Of The Tolerably Good But Of The Truly Excellent.

Men Are Much More Apt To Agree In What They Do Than In What They Think.

So Dear Night The Half Of Life Is, And The Fairest Half Indeed.