The Reality Is More Excellent Than The

Why Should The Way I Feel Depend On The Thoughts In Someone Else's Head?

It Is One Light Which Beams Out Of A Thousand Stars. It Is One Soul Which Animates All Men.

Each Man Is A Hero And An Oracle To Somebody.

Out Of Love And Hatred, Out Of Earnings And Borrowings And Leadings And Losses; Out Of Sickness And Pain; Out Of Wooing And Worshipping; Out Of Traveling And Voting And Watching And Caring; Out Of Disgrace And Contempt, Comes Our Tuition In The Serene And Beautiful Laws.

The Statue Is Then Beautiful When It Begins To Be Incomprehensible, When It Is Passing Out Of Criticism, And Can No Longer Be Defined By Compass And Measuring-wand, But Demands An Active Imagination To Go With It, And To Say What It Is In The Act Of Doing.