Time At Length Becomes Justice.

An Essay Is A Thing Of The Imagination. If There Is Information In An Essay, It Is By-the-by, And If There Is An Opinion, One Need Not Trust It For The Long Run. A Genuine Essay Rarely Has An Educational, Polemical, Or Sociopolitical Use; It Is The Movement Of A Free Mind At Play.

One Reason Writers Write Is Out Of Revenge.

We Have Had, Alas, And Still Have, The Doubtful Habit Of Reverence. Above All, We Respect Things As They Are.

After A Certain Number Of Years, Our Faces Become Our Biographies.

Life Is That Which - Pressingly, Persistently, Unfailingly, Imperially - Interrupts.